[ It's not like Arcade could hold it against him, even if he was the type to. He doesn't know, it's just an unfortunate coincidence that that specific disdain is hitting on a sore spot. So he just keeps himself busy fastening the tarp in place, before a strong enough breeze can lift it and drag it down the other side. ]

I'd really rather not get... Any of that. But unfortunately we don't have much choice in the matter. At this point, I'm just trying to enjoy the moments when I'm not some... Horrible thing, and I still feel mostly like myself.