He shivered with his crap attire sitting by a rotten tree stump, and the cold wasn’t helping, and neither were you, in his opinion. All these stupid questions of ‘are you ok?’ Or ‘do you need help?’ Were you blind to ask these stupid questions? Luz is clearly NOT OK.
He just grew angrier at your persistence. “How many times do I need to tell you before you get it through your thick skull? Just go away you waste of space! I’m not your charity case!” he growled.
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