Would you stop projecting your weird ass obsessions onto me? It's not even fucking endearing, it's just straight up sad. If you're so desperate for friends, I'm sure there's plenty of bars that cater to that sorta shit in the pleasure district, but leave me the hell outta it.

[And with that, he wrests Puu out of Kaneda's grip, the small creature returning that stink eye the best he can on that cute little face.]

But you're not doing squat with him, got it? Unless you want your stupid bike to blow up in your dumb face, anyway.