[He's thought about not being the original before, in the way Owen had implied. He still wonders about it, from time to time - and likely always will - but this one... This one he knew wasn't the original, and he intended to replace him, and he was just... an insultingly bad copy.

Sure, he wouldn't usually kill someone for his pride, that would be insane, but. This wasn't 'someone'. This was just another Cater-copy, and a bad one at that.

(Worse than the useless little mandrakes he'd discarded that one time.)]

...I have. But there's no way these are like that, it's gotta be a coincidence.

[These aren't Overblot creatures, they're just... odd constructs meant to elicit painful emotions and threaten to replace them if they failed.]

Something about sticky black blood being extra spooky, right?

[And he... actually doesn't duck away from Owen wiping some of the blood off him. If anything he kind of appreciates the help. He's sure he doesn't look at all respectable right now.]

And this isn't what I've been hiding, either. You'll have to work harder for that~~