[He bites the inside of his cheek to suppress most of the anger and desire to lash out, but alas...]

I already said I know I can do shit, I'm not so fucking stupid I can't see that, so quit the know-it-all, above-it act, alright? I'm just fucking saying, it's fucking like knowing how to spell "scopophobia" where ultimately that shit ain't gonna matter unless you get yourself in a real fucking weird death crossword puzzle situation, or some other annoyingly fucking specific fuckery. It ain't "I got two swords that make me more fucking awesome in every physical way".