Anger rises up so thick that he nearly chokes on it. His personal thoughts and worries exposed like this makes it too easy to want to snarl and dig his heels in. “No. I didn’t!” He snaps. “I only told you I gather intell! I didn’t tell you anything else and you didn’t ask!” Normal. What the hell about him came across as- his temper frays and he leans forward.

“Look at me! What about me says I’m ‘normal’?? I carry a sword. I scan for threats no matter where I go and I’m wearing combat armor. What did you think my life was like?” He has to hear this one.