[King's fists tighten at his sides. Of course, Ban doesn't like thinking about these things. King doesn't either. He can understand that in a grudging way. But for Ban to say that it doesn't matter? That pisses him off.

His expression contorts into a snarl.]

Obviously, it matters to you. If you ever say it doesn't again, I'll do worse than just kill you.

If this is the sort of thing you were thinking about, it's no wonder you refused to go back to the Sins with me.