Equius' brow furrowed as he listened, his hands curling into tight fists. "Foreseen? Foreseen by whom? You've been making up these so-called prophecies yourself," he growled, standing and walking away from Gamzee before he finally decided to strangle the damned clown. "I know more than you give me credit for, Makara. And I wouldn't be trapped here in this purgatory if it weren't for your actions so you can just...just stick it in your ear and leave me be. I did not ask for this."