It's a mage thing. You eat souls, I make baked goods with magic. They're quite restorative, actually. [Why don't you want his jammy dodger? He made it all by himself. :( You're so mean.]

Look, at least I switched to a blue coat eventually. [Yeah, he can't really defend Six's fashion choices, either.] And I've been quite subdued these last few regenerations, thank you very much.