[Reaper knew the eyeroll, and he reached over to stab 76 in the ribs with two fingers to call the younger man out for being a little shit. He had teenagers that acted with better manners.]

Wrong. I am much better than you lately. I have better compartmentalization skills.

[He twitched for each pierce of needle, the pain of it growing more and more now that he was aware of it happening and could anticipate. It compounded with the normal pain that he experienced all the time, but this was sharp and drew his attention.

At the mention of lawyer, he hissed in disapproval.]

Lawyer? Haven't you been surrounded by them too much in the past? Better not censor you.