Because you're so untouchable, is it? Hate to break it to you, love, but every plan you've ever made has been foiled much sooner than later. After you spent downright decades scheming about them, too.

( playing disaffect is a game two can play, and despite the tense cut of his jaw, he can be pretty good at it when he wants to be. )

You might be mad enough to cut off your own hand, but last I remember you were right back where you started, tucked away in a basement with only cement walls to listen to your nattering. We'll get back one day and when we do, you're a powerless failure trapped with your own misery.

Not that you're any less useless here, frankly. Stirring up uncertainty about spies, I do wonder why nobody takes you seriously.

( no he doesn't. sarcasm. )