You think I don't know that? You think I just kept my eyes shut while they were smuggling us into Romania, you think I never turned on a radio or picked up a God-damned newspaper anytime in the past three years? Jesus Christ, of course they do! That's why people like me exist, to keep the ones that ain't catchable by laws or other men in check!

[This time, he does deliberately cut himself off, realizing that he started midway through that outburst to advance towards C like he was about to try and deck him. He steps back, forcing himself to lower his fists, shaking his head slowly.]

Least that's why we're supposed to exist. "Trouble", ha... there's an understatement. "Heir to the Belmont Legacy" is the emptiest title in the world....