I studied Japanese in college, but... since June I've spoken it fluently. An echo, like the ones I got for German, Russian, and Italian.

[He rubs at one of his deeply-shadowed eyes. He looks extremely exhausted, but nothing is standing in the way of him doing his work. Maybe he and Albero are ironically similar that way.]

Our intentions don't matter. It's more like a pissing contest now... he believes he's been disrespected, and for a person who relies on intimidation to have a following, it's a big deal.