[He cackles.] Wow. You're gonna be that person? The one of those we had back home was far uglier. Bigger buckteeth. Those things were weapons. Funny as hell to piss off, though. He hated me! But we're friends and you're not a bucktoothed weirdo who grandstands about supposedly going to France, so. Big differences here.

...That's sorta how it is, yeah. I'm not even the worst with it. I mean, I'm fairly bad off, but I don't try to pretend like I'm something I'm not. I know I'm a piece of shit. That's just a fact. My youngest brother, Totty - he likes to put on. He pretends he's some kinda hip and fashionable socialite. He's not. But he goes to the length of trying to have an entirely different life cut off from all his brothers just because he's jealous of other people.