Look, we're not going on about that again! If you think I was serious about any of the shite I told him then you deserve what you bloody get!

[ He thought that was resolved and looked annoyed that Rafa brought it back up. He huffed out a sigh and leaned his back against a wall, arms crossed over his chest in an unconscious defensive posture.

Wait. He meant about him mattering-- Vex sighed and dropped his head for a moment. He was always so ready to go on the attack. ]

In the grand scheme of things I don't matter, and I shouldn't matter even if you think I do. I'm not... really a part of your world, luv. All of this, it's just temporary innit?