[Why is it only that special kind of obnoxious teenagers who can make that chyeah sound?]

[Damn it, he could at least give Blake the satisfaction of admitting that he pulled the damn good trick.]

A dinosaur? [Blake makes an obnoxious old man hunh right back.] You're full of shit, kid. I can smell it from here.

[Hey, look what he can do! Drink.]

[It's a good thing Yusuke hasn't told him anything about being dead. Blake has had plenty of hearing "I'm dead" from people who are obviously there to goddamn talk about it, and he's getting sick of nobody else seeing the contradiction.]

Ray here's got four wings, see? That's a lot to deal with. If you tried, you'd slip right off from all the hair grease.