You hear a strange humming—offbeat, childish, almost like someone making their own theme song. Out of the shadows, Kayter skips into view, spinning his weapon like a baton before slamming it into the ground with a wicked grin.

"Ta-daaa! …Oh, wait, don’t look so scared—I mean, do look scared, that’s funnier. Heh."

He leans in uncomfortably close, his grin stretching unnaturally wide as he whispers with mock disappointment: "…Tch. You’re not Josh."

He immediately bursts into a giggle fit, pacing in circles like he’s hyped up on too much sugar. "But hey, don’t get all sulky about it! I can still break you, slice you, smash you into little puzzle pieces and laugh while putting ‘em back together wrong. Doesn’t that sound fun?!"