[His eyes were locked on Diarmuid's hand as he spoke, color gradually leaving his face with every passing second. Even if he did give away every possible weakness it had, it didn't matter. None of it mattered, and the longer he thought about it the more Kakyoin just felt sick.]

And what happens when another Nightmare makes us turn on each other? We were lucky you weren't caught up in that this time. Not to mention that if anyone manages to push you far enough to use it, you can just kill them on the spot.

[His stance had only grown more tense as he answered, shoulders shaking with either contained rage or suppressed fear.]

I won't let that happen again, Diarmuid. Do you understand what I'm saying? If you ever end up on the wrong side, I will put you out of commission first even if doing it kills me.