I've been thinking, and don't you fucking make a joke about that, about how things were back in Zurvan. No, I'm not going to threaten to kill you or your whatever-she-is-now-wife or her kid-turned-brother-something. See, the reason I'm contacting you is because there has to be something more, a reason why our paths keep crossing.
I've killed you and I've loved you, what do you think comes after that?