You should consider this quite an honor.

That fat old man was acting like a total piece of shit today, but I didn't kill him. You told me not to, remember? I held back well, didn't I? Go on, praise me. I personally graced you by listening to your words.

What would I be lacking that I'd stay in a shitty little place like this? There are plenty of people aiming to recruit me, calling me a top-tier talent. Some even offer to pay me more.

Even so, what do you think is the reason I bother staying by your side? It's because you need me, so I'm showing some consideration. You should be grateful to me.

You can't do anything without me. Right?