[ It is judgement as much as it's jealousy, the messy entangling of envy. And when Kaiba all but confirms it, Tech shows his hand -- looking toward him sharply. ]

Yeah, I know what people are like and that's fucking fine and all, but why do I get put at an arm's length? Why do I get told you make the first move? Why do I offer myself only to get turned down over and fucking over again? You have a chance to taste divinity and you refuse it.

[ And that is what hurts -- that he'd rather rut like an animal with any number of these apes than experience what they experienced. A little slice of heaven. ]

I'm not here to be at your whims. I'm tired of playing by your rules. The fuck are you afraid of when it comes to me?