Oh, so he can still speak? It's almost impressive, considering the kind of venom he'd had packed into those needles. Making it past any of his poisons, lethal or not, is impressive... But he's not particularly willing to give Add any credit right now. Not as he grinds his foot down against Add's arm.

"Why?" He raises his foot again, slamming down with another stomp. Not yet... "You didn't stop. And because of you... dragging others into dumb bickering... Someone more important than you'll ever be nearly died."

Another stomp, pressing his whole body down...

"So no."

Crack.

It sounds so good.