okay NIKITA now this theater kid monologue business is starting to get silly

AZRAEL: "And I knew you didn't want to hear me out. You have sought to murder me since the day of our quest. How was I supposed to confront you? Nikita, are you not tired?" Bahram snaps. BAHRAM: "DO NOT CALL ME THAT!! I shed that name as I shed my human weakness! I am the angel of victory! I am destruction! I will strike you down and feel nothing but pride!" Azrael grimaces because now this is just getting embarrassing. AZRAEL: "...Okay. Nothing but pride. Not relief, not joy. Not even release. You would find someone else to hate to make yourself feel better." BAHRAM: "I don't care." Azrael remembers their past, the night 300 years ago before their quest when Nikita broke down in front of him and Ora lost his trust for good. AZRAEL: "I know you do. The deepest, purest part of you absolutely cares about being a hero. You wanted that Elixir so badly because it would have made you feel wanted and admired. That was the one desire we had in common. Did you forget that?"