"But of course it has something to do with the topic at hand," The Beast's expression returns to that crazy grin of his. "I would even go so far as to say it's vital. Isn't that right, Little Bird? Because when it comes down to it, this is all about you and your insecurities. It's always about you."

Dia starts slightly, "W-what do you mean by that? This is about him, not me. I want him to be happy and he can't be happy with you acting like this!"

"You want, you want. See," The Beast's smirk widens, "it is all about you. But you are just a cripple now, right? I thought you didn't think you had the right to want anything."

"I-I," Dia looks down, almost seeming like he's going to cry before stopping himself and taking a deep breath. "No, I'm not letting you do this to me tonight. I know I have problems and I know I've been wrong to hide them." He looks up at The Beast, his eyes steady, "I'm going to try and change that, but if he is all messed up because of you, I won't be able to."