"I do love when you call me darling." Aleister shot back, annoyed but unsure what else to do to approach this whole mess. Yes, his shitty little black heart was back and nagging at him all the time. If he hadn't of shot himself up with that blood last week, it would be gone by now and it should be gone. Soon, it would all leave his body. He just had to hold out and keep his mind focused. "It's normal to complain when morons don't understand what you're doing and then get mad at you over it. I'm sure you have a world of experience."

After all, he worked with those two idiots.

"I don't-- there's no, well, it's temporary and it's not need. It's just ... uncomfortable." Like an itch that needed to be scratched. Honestly, sitting alone in the dark didn't help. A good way to be miserable, sure, but it lacked that connection. It lost something. "It's an inelegant feeling but it'll be gone shortly."