Congratulations, Jovan. It’s pretty hard to make Emil shut up but you’ve done it. He stops his frantic apologies to give Jovan a flat stare.

“What the hell are you doing?” He hisses. “Don’t make it angrier, dumbass!”

His eyes dart back to the orb, but it seems to have liked Jovan’s statement, because instead of a mouth, it now reflects a - well, a gargantuan dick.