every hour, on the hour, they drew blood

RIGBY

There's one of those rare genuine Rigby smiles when Nate actually looks, his venomous "fuck off" is simply laughed off. Toothy and dimpled, it's almost like something funny has been said, innocent and friendly, and not at someone else's expense. But those kind jokes aren't that funny to Rigby, it's the ironic ones that make him feel that lovely vengeful joy.

He was just a little curious as Nate mentions her, who Rigby assumes is Safrin. He could respect being cursed for pissing off the gods, maybe the only respect Nate would get from him. "What'd you do, other than exist?" he asked, watching the other's face, his scowls and frustration.

i'll make you understand
and you can trade me for an apparition