[Defiance! An unexpected reaction. He had thought that Dante would keep trying to reason with him...

Well, this is more fun.

Fandaniel's eyes widen and shine as he wills a few unshed tears into them.]

Oh! Oh how wounded I am!

[He staggers backwards and clutches his chest.]

You care not at all for my wellbeing and would sentence my night to one of drudgery with only this miserable creature for companionship.

[A creature that is the representation of...]

My thoughts! You leave me alone with my thoughts.

[With a mad giggle, he lifts the pistol to the side of his head. He is enjoying the theatrical absurdity of the moment far too much now.]

Bang!

[He squeezes the trigger.

The pistol sparks and a small colorful flag unfurls from its muzzle with "bullet" written across it in Eorzean script.

Fandaniel shrugs and the pistol dissipates into aether.]

Well, that was a fun little vacation from sanity, wasn't it?