[Pavi stares at him as if he's been slapped. Nobody has ever spoken to him in this way, never...judged him. Nobody back home would ever dare. He is a Largo; an heir to the world's most powerful corporation. You just...wouldn't. And from anyone else Pavi would be tempted to channel his older brother for a few seconds just to shut up the offending party, but this is the fucking Marquis de Sade and he can't.]

In... [He feels his throat freezing. No. No. His smile is rigid.] Incomplete, Marchese? I am not a child, and I do not have anything that shames me.