"Why aren't you mad? I attacked you... you didn't flit... or block... or evade. You stood there, statue-still in the hologram, and took it."

"I prefer to fight linearly. That doesn't mean I don't want you to pummel me through other dimensions. As for why I'm not mad at you... by our standards, you haven't even done anything wrong. There's nothing wrong with having desires, and acting on them. We're eternal. We might as well have fun now."

"You're crazy."

"Do you want me to actually fight you?"

"...Not particularly."