Devero, no. I don't wanna be told this. I wanna be able to accept what I am. If I can do that, I won't- I'll just be happy for ya. I won't be hopin' or some shit. I can just be happy for ya, and be okay with me.

I got shit in common with Koumyou? We're a lot alike... but I ain't him. I ain't Vegeta. I ain't Crowley. I ain't Vexen.

[He's just himself. And he thumps himself on the chest to emphasize that.] I know what I am. And it's somethin' not made for... whatever it is that makes y'all happen. Hell, this weren't even in my head when I was back in my world. I just gotta kick it back out from where it don't belong.

[He tries to not think about how it was a little like back when he was a slave; there were a lot of things he didn't know he could have back then, and had given up on, and it was just easier. He desperately wanted to give up on this.]