“I’m going to sacrifice you to a god.” “The reminder really isn’t necessary.” I glare at him. “Why?” “Are you always so insistent?” I snap. “You’re not really one to talk.” “Good Gods, man, and here I was trying to be kind to you.” I throw my arms up and drift back awkwardly. “I didn’t ask for your kindness.” He has the audacity to glare at me. “Oh, forgive me for giving it to you then.
