[It's surprising, more than surprising, seeing all of this emotion come out of Ange- if this wasn't blowing up in his face and he wasn't necessarily the cause of it, he'd feel something akin to satisfaction- Finally, she's showing some goddamn emotion, demanding something for herself instead of passively taking everything with a deadpan stare.

Unfortunately, it is, in fact, blowing up in his face. His face flushes hot, and it'd be easy to excuse it with acting like it's from anger. It isn't.]

Five girlfriends-?! What the fuck- Where did you get that?! I don't even have one girlfriend, moron! I've never had one!

[Are there even five girls in Haven who would be willing to date him? Fairly easy rhetorical question, that one.

He knows what he just said was embarrassing and lame as all get out, but now that the tsun competition is rolling, the only thing he can do to show that it isn't going to affect him is by plowing forward recklessly. He wishes there was some kind of goal ahead of him that he could barrel towards instead of racing through potential emotional tarpits, but what choice does he have?]

Just-- what the hell were you thinking I was doing anyway, ah?! I told you, I'm not some kind of fucking creepy weirdo like you think I am! I wouldn't- [Shit, no, even if he's this far in the tsun race, he has to stop somewhere, before he reveals just too much.] --goddamnit!