[Ragna would much rather everyone on board forgot about his weakness, but at this point it's nothing more than wishful thinking on his part. However, while he can't deny what he did was anything but an act of courage, it doesn't give Mitsunari the right to rub salt into his wounds.]

... I'm seriously getting tired of your shit, bastard.

[His eyes narrow as the Grim Reaper reaches for the handle of his sword, not quite drawing it yet, but it's a strong indication he can do so at any second now.]

Are you gonna quit yapping on your own, or do I have to shut your trap for you?

[A mature conversation between two grown men at its finest.]