"hah, I told you I could take om a special grade curse." geto says proudly, looking at you for praise. You don't though. You ignore him, just using RCT on his sounds. He whines to get your attention and you speak. "Shut up." Your voice hasn't ever been drier, your eyes almost heartless and cold. And he's your best friend, he thought he knew he beat. But he also knows you hate when he gets reckless to try prove himself.