[ He chuckles, a smirk crossing his face easily. Ren - Joker, really, Akechi's certainly right about that - leans in closer, like how Akechi was doing earlier. ] I don't need you to admit to that. I know you won't. [ He says simply. Like he has the starring role in some action flick, and he's quipping with his nemesis. ]

You're obsessive. Prideful. And killing me yourself means too much to you. [ There's an almost-pleasant but too-sharp smile on Ren's face, like he's attempting to discuss the weather with someone he despises. ] You're not angry I'm dead because it was some low level shadow, you're angry because you didn't manage to get there first.