[He grabs Titus's face and pulls on his cheeks.]

How do you expect to live that long when you eat so much junk? Didja think you could magically make all your fat disappear? How about the fat that could clog your arteries? That could kill you, you know? That could kill you. And you're buying all that with chroma? That could kill you too. Are you gonna use all your chroma on fatty foods and die? You wanna die, Titus? Maybe I should kill you right now.