[Vector would be insulted if he knew about that. His games are of a much higher level -- if he were involved people would actually die and be emotionally scarred for life. None of this half-baked shit.

Listening to Mizael's words, Vector rolls his eyes skyward and twists one corner of his mouth over-dramatically.]

I'd forgotten why I avoided having to work with any of you whenever I could. Teaching cardboard cutouts arithmetics would be more rewarding than talking tactics with any of you. You're just so damn blind!