Well.

[ceruleandemon]

Something, clearly, is afoot. Tsk, tsk, stop destroying things. It's bad for you. Compensate, if you must, but if you dare try that here, I will be forced to take greater measures. Suck it up, 'lest you wish for me to take over this endeavor; and that, my friend, you do not. Worse yet, what if I allow the other? That would do no good at all.

Heed this.