"And how about the rest of our little group Jack. Did you not love us as well? Did you not also betray our trust and leave us for dead on several occasions only to protect yourself?You're a deserter, you use your friends as long as they can be used. You don't kill them after that, no, you're worse. You just run off and let them die on their own. You're a weak, insignificant little worm, one who feeds on the carcasses of his own comrades. How is your latest feast Jack? How does Leela's death taste? I'd wager it's pretty good considering you did absolutely nothing to save her!" Manus stopped looking at Manus, metallic finger still on the trigger aimed at Jack.  "You wanted her dead because she rejected you! In your sick little fantasy world she deserved to die for rejecting you, because nobody rejects Jackson Hawthorne, right Jack?! You never loved her!"