He came to me with a falchion in his hand, he offered me, I didn't ask him! I wasn't R1 spamming someone to death, I was avoiding that. When I got out, I was into that, I was already through that, I had that. I had the sword. I invented the sword, I used the whole moveset. I had it all and I looked at it and said "this is a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ sword than the one I just found". I don't want to take my time R1 spamming with that ♥♥♥♥! I got a carthus curved sword and an R1 button! And ten, fifteen cancerous gestures, what the hell do I wanna go off into -- and spam that ♥♥♥♥♥♥ sword for? Pale Tongues? I got all the pale tongues in the world! I'm the king, man! I run the Darkwraiths, guy! I decide who spams what and where they do that! What am I gonna run around and act like some worthless Darkmoon somewhere, for someone else's pale tongue farm? I make the pale tongues, man. I point down every time I win. The game is mine! I deal the salt.