"I never considered you to be a respectful monster," remarked Contagion, his grin slick and small, almost shy if one didn't know what he was like. As if touched, his hand rested over his chest, delicately disgusting in all the ways only Contagion to be.

"It's your domain." replied Mutation, head tilted upward as a smirk played across his face, his bow somewhat wrong with both his arms hanging down. Deadly formality dripped from his words, carefully strung together to flow through his smooth, almost warm voice, despite his despise for the man before him tumbling through his tone like an avalanche. Of course, he was just as cold as one, too. "I'd expect the same from you, were our roles were reversed."

Contagion laughed, the hatred seeping forth in his guffaws. If Mutation was an avalanche, Contagion was a mud slide.

And Corruption was in the middle of it.

"Shame your friend isn't the same," Contagion finally said. Corruption narrowed his eyes, disdain boiling over inside him.