[God, Jamie, please find someone to love and protect you, you don't deserve any of this--

Yusuke's glare, which was laser-focused on the other man, slowly goes from fierce to something a bit more annoyed as he rambles on, and he can feel his already scant attention span fading half-way through. By the time Jamie ends his spiel, he kicks another hole in the glass, half out of frustration and mostly because he wants to get the hell out of here.]

I didn't ask for a goddamn resume, I just want to know who's ass I gotta beat for putting me in this thing!

You said this was-- what, Retrospack or something, right? Do they got a higher up I can rip the teeth out of?