*Cesar sits back down heavily as Ryuzaki's height increases the weight on him. He's not concerned--hell, he smirks right up into his face, vindictively pleased.*

{You thought you were special. Did you forget how I dropped you as soon as I knew what you were? You're not calling the shots, and even if you were first, you weren't last. You didn't last.}

*Ha ha. He made a pun. The humor in his chest is sick, like he's cutting his heart out to fling blood in Ryuzaki's face. It's worth it, though--he wouldn't trade this grim edge of satisfaction for anything.*