"Get it away from me," Gamzee persisted, stepping back again, the itching need to dig into it and take the edge off - the edge he'd hoped would go away after time - and shook his head. "Can't do it, motherfucker, can't be eatin' shit like that, gonna... gonna only rust it out more, motherfuckin' let him fill up where I ain't is anymore." Short of a pleading please, Gamzee was doing his best to beg the human not to put the temptation there.

"You don't motherfuckin' get it," He said as he reached the opposite wall, sliding down it to a crouch. "Anythin' but that shit, you WASTE OF HUMAN SKIN. Anything but that. Just. Get it out. Just lemme get my motherfuckin' chow and let me go."