[He inhales sharply. ... No, something's wrong with Kazuya. He'll have to figure out what it is, but for now all he can do is respond, trying to contain his anger. His voice is steely calm when he responds, despite his body practically radiating fury.]

No, you didn't. You died quickly from shock. I was glad that it wasn't prolonged like I'd seen some of your sheep suffer in the earlier days.

[He tucks his hands in his pockets and leans forward.]