Plenty of people impressed on me the value of my life. Some orphan bastard who doesn't even have the good sense to keep his head down and unquestioningly obey authority...it's the mask I wear that people consider valuable. The perfect Detective Prince, polite and respectful...

[More broken laughter.]

Gold plated shit is still shit, you just have to look past the outer layer to see it. And that was only a matter of time...so really, the only value I had was my ability to ruin you!