Bullseye just naturally seems to be bringing out Beelzemon's natural inner asshole. Of course, it's not hard not to succumb to it dealing with this guy. "Aw, poor you. Too bad, so sad. People have got it tough all over, cupcake."

The headache is pounding away at Beelzemon's temples and making it hard to focus. "Fine. But you talk after this or you won't just be bleedin' from your nose." Someone is getting rather grumpy being in here. "Guess what I'm scared of is..." It takes him a moment to think up something that truly matters as a fear to him. "...never being forgiven. By one person in particular." Immediately, the pain starts to lessen. "Not that I would blame her if she didn't. I don't really deserve it."