（ carver, has anyone ever told you you're an overachiever? down, boy. ）

Then I guess I'm going to go from asshole to the biggest goddamn mystery you've ever met. I ain't tellin' you sheeet, boy.

（ he takes the knife and flips it neatly in on hand, and then it disappears in a curl of black smoke. damn does he love that flashy magic shit. he can't teleport in this weird little hyperspace pocket, but this power still works. ）

Cute though that you think you get to demand answers from a dude you stabbed in the brain.