“Yes I can! Listen, I am FINE. I can take care of myself just FINE.. YOU.. need.. to.. stop.. WORRYING.. I am done, got it? I. Am. Done.”
".... fine... sorry... but- it's not like i worry on purpose you know.- i can't help it.."
“… I just don’t need you constantly worrying..-“
"i know... it's not my fault if you keep going off and doing dangerous stuff... anyone would worry... but, if it bugs you that much.. i'll try to worry less.."
“… -sigh-.. I’m.. sorry.. j didn’t mean to snap at you like that..”
"no- please, it's alright.. i was being annoying, your anger was justified.."
“… It never was, and never will be justified.. but sure.. if you say so..”
"really.. it's okay, i swear... um- changing the subject, it seems like whatever was going on in there has died down a bit"
“.. Well good-, cause I’m hungry for something- u/ u”
"me too actually, lets go find something to eat"
