"He'd probably try to thtop my prank, that'th true. And give me a lecture," he added with a fond smirk. Dolorosa had raised him well, but his penchant for speeches was his very own distinctive feature.

"I didn't meth with that human becauthe they were a Capitolite. I did it becauthe they were getting handthy with SS'th quadrantmate, who wath clearly not enjoying the advantheth. Good job inviting that nookthniffer for a drink, by the way. I wath trying to get rid of them inthtead." By being his usual rude self and probably hurting his public appeal, but he didn't care too much about that sort of thing.

"If the drink increathed the flameth, I had planned to put it out the thame way I did with the carbonated beverage nozzle. No permanent damage. Burning hair ith one thing, but I'd rather not thmell burning flesh. Any other troll would probably laugh at me for being too thoft." His chuckle was slightly sad. Alternia could do with a little less killing for the sake of a joke. That was the clowns' very favorite thing.

Psii rubbed the scar on the back of his neck, partly hidden by the collar of his jacket. "....It really ith an awful thmell. I probably shouldn't have gotten that clothe to replicating it."