[Dammit. Frenzy gave another full body flinch before stilling completely.] Why... Why would... I mean, c'mon! They're just sayin' scrap! I was only jokin'! [He's trying to sound convincing, but he only sounds flustered and annoyed and defeated.] You-- You don't really believe 'em, do ya? I mean, c--come on! [And he laughs and shrugs and smiles and oh, God, it's so pitiful, it hurts. And it takes him nearly a full minute to realize he's not fooling anyone.]

[What starts as a low grumble turns into a loud] AARGH FINE! [He throws his arms into the air, now more angry than scared - oh, not angry at you, sir] I fraggin' "killed" tha stupid doll! Why's it such a problem!? It's a fraggin' doll! It's dis tiny, tiny, tiny mute, ugly, fraggin' - I mean, what!? Am I gonna get in trouble if I kick a toy next time!?

[And... wince. Sometimes Frenzy forgets his temperament can cause... problems.] Er, I mean, y'know. No offense to you's. Jus'... Y'know? [He doesn't know but you know? Yeah. He's nervous.]