"Betray everyone, and then steal the book!?" Karl gasps. "Why would anyone, much less me, ever think to do something as dastardly and foul as something like that! And stick and stones may break my bones, but I don't have any, so that whole little phrase is meaningless."
"With how YOU'VE been acting, I would think you're just looking for a scapegoat for whatever possible plans my empty head couldn't think of." Karl said. "As I recall, all I've done is try to stay out of the way since I obviously have no weapons to call my own to defend myself, and try to be a friendly, member of our little team, even returning a girl's precious diary. You on the other hand have shown tendencies to brutally beat people up, strike fear into the innocent, and flat out kill people when you could simply subdue them. The villain of this picture is you Mr. Bane, not I." Karl crossed his arms.