dear_mun | Isaac, on being forever restless, and on Hector in luceti

Now where have all the Belmonts gone off to this time? Much too busy spawning more of their roach-like offspring, are they~? [He chuckles low in his throat, although his mun is unsmiling.] ...My dearest mundane, I would ask where you have misplaced your sense of humour but that would assume you were ever in possession of one to begin with.

[ISAAC, PLZ. Aren't you happy having Hector around to torment?]

Torment? [The word is sharp with bitter, incredulous amusement.] I haven't any idea what you are talking about... [His newly scarred lips twitch into a dangerous smile.] ...and I don't believe there is need to remind you of the dangers of slander.