[He was more confused than anything, though now he's even more confused that there's a twinge of anger that coils in the pit of his stomach when Justin pipes up. His hands clench into fists, and he spins around to face the incubus, eyes narrowed.]

You can't even fucking talk! If you're so flippant about it and don't care as much as you want to say you don't, then why the hell are you even here?! Why do you want revenge against a vamp so badly even though you know full well it's not going to change what I've become? I don't like this turn of events either, sweetheart, but it's not like we can take it back now!