“It matters because in theory, you would either kill but more than likely others around me, then me myself” Kazuya said rather anger the last thing he wanted was innocent blood on his hands. “Second if I did survive I would likely lose my memories making pudding in your evil twisted little hands” Kazuya said as he quickly covered his mouth he had said way too much. When he was younger and the twins would be separated Kazuya would at times get hints of memory lost. There was only so much the human brain could take. Kazuya knew all too well in such a situation he would be a defenseless child something he did not want.

Kazuya then noticed the doctor was going to have coffee if he changed the subject it might be possible the doctor would not notice what Kazuya said or at least he thought. Kazuya then walked over to the coffee. “I am not a fan of coffee, we Brits like are tea, but I do know how to make coffee, I am in reality Japanese just raised elsewhere” Kazuya said he knew such info did not matter but it might distracted he figure though he was still very angry.

Kazuya would take deep breaths and he would place the coffee beans in the blender then took the cup and poured it with half milk and half water and then added a few cups of sugar. Kazuya had no need to heat the coffee he was far too angry for such tools. He mixed it and it was boiling. Kazuya then placed the hot cup of coffee down on the table as he bitterly bit his lip. “Your… coffee is served and if you have no further use in toying with me I will be going” Kazuya said holding his anger in.

Kazuya dare not use his powers to much he knew every little moment he did he would only peak the doctors inters. He was just glad the doctor did not yet try to show him any affection. That would definitely make Kazuya snap. He might break something yet again or even burn something up. Kazuya keep his calm pose.