As Gamzee got to his knees, the breath knocked out of his lungs from the impact, he laughed at what Equius said, and before the blueblood could kick him, he swung himself up onto his feet and jumped away, looking above to grab a coil of hanging wire from the ceiling, and climbed up into the shadows of the room, looking down on a perch from a collection of pipes. "You keep on goin' and tellin' yourself that it wasn't concupiscent, brother," he said down to Equius, "that hatred you all motherfuckin' had for me was far from platonic. Got you all sweaty, seein' me over you. You was fuckin' smilin'." He licked his lower lip as he stood and acted as if the pipes were tightropes, keeping an eye on the blueblood below him.

"As for all that shit you just been sayin' about me all not allowin' you? That is the only time you'll up and get to killin' me, bro. That is, if I can motherfuckin' die."