[He laughs politely in response to her grin, sublimating one of his own behind the mask.] So I've been told.

[A fight is inevitable, and he won't go so far as to say it's unfortunate. Someone or something, some god, demon, higher power, meddling person, whatever, has thrown them into this bizarre situation, and it's not if, but simply a matter of when it's time to fight them and tear them down.]

I'm a rather good shot with a gun, and I've trained with a saber, but when you speak of powers of Envy... that's certainly a force to be reckoned with.

[He draws his hand back to his chin, eyes glittering a little with renewed interest. It's not like envy isn't something he's personally familiar with, or one of the primary driving forces in his life. But the prospect of having a demon of envy in their midst is certainly something he can't ignore.]

Is it something you consciously exert, or is it more like your presence alone inspires those feelings in others?