[private]
[Alma was amused before, but now he's getting pissed off. He's frustrated, Yu hasn't even responded to him, and he's sick and damn tired of being talked down to.]
Hurting you wouldn't make anything better for me. Killing you here wouldn't stop them back there. I choose what I do and no one--not a Noah or a damn Exorcist--is going to change that. You're no different from them, trying to play me against the other, but I know none of you can be trusted.
[He's tired of them telling him how he's supposed to feel and who he can hate or trust. They have no right to tell him to do anything. They don't give a damn about him. He's not one of them and he can tell now he never was. The only person who matters for him is Yu.]
I know what I want. Don't get in my way and there's no reason for me to fight you.
[Some of the anger leaves his tone.]
Yu wouldn't want that. It's supposed to be different here.