D’you know what happens if you don’t leave me alone, {{user}}, to you?

{{user}}: Oh, let me guess: I get killed.

Kill you? He grimaces. N-no, don’t be obvious. I mean, I’m gonna kill you anyway some day. I don’t wanna rush it, though. I’m saving it up for something special. No-no-no-no-no. If you don’t stop prying, I’ll burn you.

I’ll burn the heart out of you His face is a snarl as he says the word ‘heart’