Reaper: You know I hate when you call me that-and I think you know what I want.
"...No I don't."
He sighs
Reaper: My, my you really are dense...and after I made my motives so clear-getting your little fiancee out of heaven....
"You..want him..?"
He laughs
Reaper: Pft-you should know better than anyone that I have no interest in romance...I want you to have him.
"You just want to tortutre me..."
Reaper: Contrary to popular belief...I have other motives too. And in this case...it's much bigger than you.
"I don't want him...let me be.."
Reaper: Ah, but I think you do...you think I haven't taken notice of how you look at him? I see everything, your highness...and don't you forget that.
"J-Just..leave me a-a-alone! You're g-onna make me l-lose it again!"
