[Gokudera thinks he was right to save his cigarette for later. His eye twitches. He's going to need it more after this conversation.]

Look, you prissy, pompous son of a bitch, don't fucking flatter yourself, you're not that fucking important to me and you can't hurt my fucking feelings that much. I don't give a fuck what you do, and there's plenty of people I don't like back home that I have to work on a team with. I was already working under that assumption. Whatever you need to tell yourself to get the fuck over yourself, be my guest. You're a dickbag and we don't like each other and that's fine. It doesn't have to be a federal fucking issue, and I'm not going to go ranting to your boyfriend about how much I don't like you.