Justin could feel the blood pooling in the hallows of his neck. It was relaxing in a strange way. Or maybe Giriko laying on him was the thing that was actually relaxing.

And then, shame. Ego crushing shame.

"You... Colossal... Ingrate!" He was shaking with rage, but he for some odd reason couldn't bring himself to just kill Giriko, so he had no way to let it out for once.