[...ah. he winces, when he hears that, ears pinning back flat just for a second.]

Hell wants us to be tormented, remember. Don't-- don't give it the satisfaction.

[there's enough tension in his voice, though, to make it clear he's not doing great at that either. he gets turned around once more, muttering angrily under his breath-]

Damn it, do they think this is funny-- I got rid of that mirror for a reason!