A deep growl crawled out of Nit's throat as Scarlet poked fun at their minor disability, this honestly being the first time in a long time. They lifted their head from their meal and faced Scarlet, scowling more aggressively. "<span style="font-family: courier;">I can't control the... way I speak, OK? It's my mech... anisms that make... me. Stooping as low... as me, huh?</span>"<br/><br/>Nit resumed their feasting as Scarlet spoke some more. They once again tried to ignore him, but they could hear every word that escaped his mouth, even when their head was stuffed deep into the pig's side. Eventually, they grew sick of what they considered Scarlet's smart-alleckery and ripped their head from the wound, tiny filaments of meat sticking around their mouth. Their pupil was pretty tiny at this point, as if severely annoyed.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">Please... As if there weren't any... other kids suffering similar... abuse, if not worse</span>." Nit had their head hunched over their breast, snarling and baring their molecular teeth. "<span style="font-family: courier;">Listen, I'm not going... to put Axe above every... one just because she was... fucking abused as a kid. Say if she wasn't... abused. What, would she be... exempt from all the care... I'm supposed to give her? Real nice, Period Stain. Gosh, just... Just go away. Leave me alone</span>." Nit did a particular gesture with a particular finger before once again resuming eating. Now, they have practically had it with Scarlet, though their bells were not ringing quite yet. They ate much more slowly, appearing quite somber. On occasion, they looked back at Scarlet, just to see if he had anything else to say or do.