Oh, it is. [Pure venom, coating a rough sort of purr.] But the only way he'd love me is if I were somehow you. You're the one person in this whole, meaningless world, that he wants to be accepted by.

[Nisei's played too many headgames, and been hurt too many times, for your words to distract him. They burn in deep, but he doesn't have to hide that. He has nothing to gain by pretending you aren't important. Not when Seimei would throw him under a train, for you.]