“That's you," Wrath said. You shall be called the Black Dagger warrior Dhestroyer, descended of Wrath son of Wrath.""But you'll always be Butch to us," Rhage cut in. "As well as hard-ass. Smart-ass. Royal pain in the ass. You know, whatever the situation calls for. I think as long as there's an ASS in there, it'll be accurate.""How about bASStard?" Z suggested."Nice. I feel that.”
“You've got some of me in you, cop.' Wrath's smile stuck around as he slid his glasses back on. 'Course, I always knew you were a royal. Just didn't think it went past the pain-in-the-ass-part is all.”
“Course, I always knew you were a royal. Just didn't know it went past the pain-in-the-ass part.”
“I've been called a smart ass many times and given the same response "I'd rather be known as a smart ass than a dumb ass”
“You’re a pain in my ass.”“I was a pain in the ass long before I met you, Roman. Don’t take it personally.”
“You just called me a bitch!But that's not a bad thing. See what I meant was you're an unapologetic hard ass!”