I'm not. [ — okay, he's aware that he sounded a little defensive, so he clears his throat, tone slowing. ] At least not of my own accord. It'd be bad for business if I was just slinging my fists everywhere, and I'm much cuter when I'm in control of them. [ sage nod... ] You think this place deals in curses?

[ Though he'd lilted in a moment of playfulness, the mark on his arm has made Lighter think curses aren't out of the realm of possibility, as crazy as it sounds. ]