"Far out, everybody and their fucking dog is going to have robotic limbs by the time we finish fighting this bloody hand." Knife says after he respawns.
"Obviously you're so cool that everyone wants to emulate you." I reply.
"Huh, yea that must be it."
I blink, then facepalm. "You know that was sarcasm, right?"
"Yep, you do know what I said was also sarcasm."
"..."
"Asshole." I mutter after a few moments.
"Dropkick." Knife shoots right back.