"Right. Fine! Whatever!" 'Fucking magic, fucking fire, fucking deer, fucking forest, fucking God-damn fantasy land of bullshit!' "We'll go on its stupid quest or, or, gather the magic beans or whatever the fuck a voice in a druidic clearing wants! Fine!" Thorax eyed him curiously, not having seen the human out of sorts so vividly, taking note of his preoccupation with the fire surrounding him and trying to keep the banner he still had draped over him out of the flames reach.