This guy talks a lot

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

"I'd let you have that point, but Sunny's also helped upon your request and you ignored the information she gave you," she pointed out. She wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, she didn't know why she was bothering. "Anyway, I'm glad you're alive and not walking on the broken leg anymore." She started to get up to get down, moving over the tree branches more ably than could be expected of anyone in that much plated armor. "Seen you and gotten an idea of how you're doing. Need anything from home?"

"You said that while you were walking on a broken leg," Freija sighed. She was clearly trying to get a good jump to get straight down and hesitating. "Even if you do think it's fine, I very clearly don't think it's fine for anyone to go around walking on broken legs. I'm used to you starting fights you know you can win, but you always lose that one. Why do you keep saying it to me? Hoping I'll get annoyed and ignore you like everyone else?"

"Do you honestly think anyone really believes it?" she huffed. "Habit or not, we--everyone that hears you say it-- knows it's not true. The only reason it works is because we know you don't want help and won't take it and there's no point in trying to argue with you about it, because even if we do try to force it, you'd rather break your good arm than accept it. I'm just not exhausted with it, yet, so I keep arguing with you." She didn't want to admit how badly he was wearing her down, too. Part of it was not wanting to give up hope on anyone, but the other part was mostly sheer bullet-headed stubbornness.

"I am insistent, but I'm not the only one that doesn't think you're okay. No one else is willing to argue with you about it," she insisted. "I'm just the kind of asshole that's going to argue with you about it."

Maybe they don't argue with me because they know I'm fine! And you're not an asshole, you just like arguing! That's fun to do sometimes.

"They don't argue because you've said you're okay and at that point you are clearly not going to say anything else. I bet they even do the same face when they hear you say it." She crossed her arms. She knew there were a lot of people in his life that didn't care, but the ones that asked if he was okay were not on the list, presumably. She knew she was special for having gotten the chance to comfort him when he was grieving, but he wasn't that subtle.

"Mmhm," she said. "They must be convincing." She scanned the area again, still looking for a clean drop, somewhat artificially.

Why are you so focused on making me feel bad now? I'm convincing!

"I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I'm just saying it doesn't matter if you're convincing, they wouldn't argue about it because they're respecting your desire to be left alone, whether they believe you or not. I just can't stop being a self-righteous jerk. And I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I'm just stating a fact. But I can tell, and I'm really bad at telling when people are lying. Your," she mimicked his usual tones (if not his voice) impressively, "'fine, I'm always fine'," she returned to her own, "is a subconscious reflex. Every single person you've said it to has noticed, at least every once in a while, that you're lying. They are being polite, not blind."

Freija hesitated for several seconds, then laughed. "And now I know how it feels," she sighed. "I always pull that one... Pretty much everyone any time they pick on my lack of finesse, that I'm a dumb Titan and they shouldn't expect more." She was putting on the show about it but she didn't really want to leave, either, and she couldn't decide if she wanted to stay until they were upset or run now. "None us are fooled every single time, even if some of us are some of the time. We simply know our help isn't welcome."

"I don't call that dumb, I call that crazy," Freija said. "Plus the warlock is wrong. You don't just believe whatever you hear. You are fully prepared to deny anything whenever you want. You don't change your mind about the earth being flat every time you hear someone say it's not, you heard one time out of a bazillion that it was flat and you decided to keep that one and refuse to be moved by evidence. Sure, you changed your mind to believing it was flat when someone said it, but if it was as simple as you hearing something, regardless of previous experience, you would change your mind back just as easy. The part where you were told it was flat and picked it up, I can see where they were coming from, but the rest of their conclusion doesn't make sense. You want to believe stuff, so you believe it, it's not about being dumb." She smiled bright, as though this was a normal conversation. "Plus, you're a medic with fifty hobbies and you're preternaturally good at some of those, I'm not gonna let you tell me you're dumb because some Warlock got mad you wouldn't listen."

Freija quirked a brow at him. "You can't tell me you're dumb and then tell me that you're really really good at things because you figure them out. That doesn't make any sense. Which isn't odd for you, but it does give me reason to think you're not dumb."

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

"I'd let you have that point, but Sunny's also helped upon your request and you ignored the information she gave you," she pointed out. She wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, she didn't know why she was bothering. "Anyway, I'm glad you're alive and not walking on the broken leg anymore." She started to get up to get down, moving over the tree branches more ably than could be expected of anyone in that much plated armor. "Seen you and gotten an idea of how you're doing. Need anything from home?"

"You said that while you were walking on a broken leg," Freija sighed. She was clearly trying to get a good jump to get straight down and hesitating. "Even if you do think it's fine, I very clearly don't think it's fine for anyone to go around walking on broken legs. I'm used to you starting fights you know you can win, but you always lose that one. Why do you keep saying it to me? Hoping I'll get annoyed and ignore you like everyone else?"

"Do you honestly think anyone really believes it?" she huffed. "Habit or not, we--everyone that hears you say it-- knows it's not true. The only reason it works is because we know you don't want help and won't take it and there's no point in trying to argue with you about it, because even if we do try to force it, you'd rather break your good arm than accept it. I'm just not exhausted with it, yet, so I keep arguing with you." She didn't want to admit how badly he was wearing her down, too. Part of it was not wanting to give up hope on anyone, but the other part was mostly sheer bullet-headed stubbornness.

"I am insistent, but I'm not the only one that doesn't think you're okay. No one else is willing to argue with you about it," she insisted. "I'm just the kind of asshole that's going to argue with you about it."

Maybe they don't argue with me because they know I'm fine! And you're not an asshole, you just like arguing! That's fun to do sometimes.

"They don't argue because you've said you're okay and at that point you are clearly not going to say anything else. I bet they even do the same face when they hear you say it." She crossed her arms. She knew there were a lot of people in his life that didn't care, but the ones that asked if he was okay were not on the list, presumably. She knew she was special for having gotten the chance to comfort him when he was grieving, but he wasn't that subtle.

"Mmhm," she said. "They must be convincing." She scanned the area again, still looking for a clean drop, somewhat artificially.

Why are you so focused on making me feel bad now? I'm convincing!

"I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I'm just saying it doesn't matter if you're convincing, they wouldn't argue about it because they're respecting your desire to be left alone, whether they believe you or not. I just can't stop being a self-righteous jerk. And I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I'm just stating a fact. But I can tell, and I'm really bad at telling when people are lying. Your," she mimicked his usual tones (if not his voice) impressively, "'fine, I'm always fine'," she returned to her own, "is a subconscious reflex. Every single person you've said it to has noticed, at least every once in a while, that you're lying. They are being polite, not blind."

Freija hesitated for several seconds, then laughed. "And now I know how it feels," she sighed. "I always pull that one... Pretty much everyone any time they pick on my lack of finesse, that I'm a dumb Titan and they shouldn't expect more." She was putting on the show about it but she didn't really want to leave, either, and she couldn't decide if she wanted to stay until they were upset or run now. "None us are fooled every single time, even if some of us are some of the time. We simply know our help isn't welcome."

"I don't call that dumb, I call that crazy," Freija said. "Plus the warlock is wrong. You don't just believe whatever you hear. You are fully prepared to deny anything whenever you want. You don't change your mind about the earth being flat every time you hear someone say it's not, you heard one time out of a bazillion that it was flat and you decided to keep that one and refuse to be moved by evidence. Sure, you changed your mind to believing it was flat when someone said it, but if it was as simple as you hearing something, regardless of previous experience, you would change your mind back just as easy. The part where you were told it was flat and picked it up, I can see where they were coming from, but the rest of their conclusion doesn't make sense. You want to believe stuff, so you believe it, it's not about being dumb." She smiled bright, as though this was a normal conversation. "Plus, you're a medic with fifty hobbies and you're preternaturally good at some of those, I'm not gonna let you tell me you're dumb because some Warlock got mad you wouldn't listen."

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

"I'd let you have that point, but Sunny's also helped upon your request and you ignored the information she gave you," she pointed out. She wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, she didn't know why she was bothering. "Anyway, I'm glad you're alive and not walking on the broken leg anymore." She started to get up to get down, moving over the tree branches more ably than could be expected of anyone in that much plated armor. "Seen you and gotten an idea of how you're doing. Need anything from home?"

"You said that while you were walking on a broken leg," Freija sighed. She was clearly trying to get a good jump to get straight down and hesitating. "Even if you do think it's fine, I very clearly don't think it's fine for anyone to go around walking on broken legs. I'm used to you starting fights you know you can win, but you always lose that one. Why do you keep saying it to me? Hoping I'll get annoyed and ignore you like everyone else?"

"Do you honestly think anyone really believes it?" she huffed. "Habit or not, we--everyone that hears you say it-- knows it's not true. The only reason it works is because we know you don't want help and won't take it and there's no point in trying to argue with you about it, because even if we do try to force it, you'd rather break your good arm than accept it. I'm just not exhausted with it, yet, so I keep arguing with you." She didn't want to admit how badly he was wearing her down, too. Part of it was not wanting to give up hope on anyone, but the other part was mostly sheer bullet-headed stubbornness.

"I am insistent, but I'm not the only one that doesn't think you're okay. No one else is willing to argue with you about it," she insisted. "I'm just the kind of asshole that's going to argue with you about it."

Maybe they don't argue with me because they know I'm fine! And you're not an asshole, you just like arguing! That's fun to do sometimes.

"They don't argue because you've said you're okay and at that point you are clearly not going to say anything else. I bet they even do the same face when they hear you say it." She crossed her arms. She knew there were a lot of people in his life that didn't care, but the ones that asked if he was okay were not on the list, presumably. She knew she was special for having gotten the chance to comfort him when he was grieving, but he wasn't that subtle.

"Mmhm," she said. "They must be convincing." She scanned the area again, still looking for a clean drop, somewhat artificially.

Why are you so focused on making me feel bad now? I'm convincing!

"I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I'm just saying it doesn't matter if you're convincing, they wouldn't argue about it because they're respecting your desire to be left alone, whether they believe you or not. I just can't stop being a self-righteous jerk. And I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I'm just stating a fact. But I can tell, and I'm really bad at telling when people are lying. Your," she mimicked his usual tones (if not his voice) impressively, "'fine, I'm always fine'," she returned to her own, "is a subconscious reflex. Every single person you've said it to has noticed, at least every once in a while, that you're lying. They are being polite, not blind."

Freija hesitated for several seconds, then laughed. "And now I know how it feels," she sighed. "I always pull that one... Pretty much everyone any time they pick on my lack of finesse, that I'm a dumb Titan and they shouldn't expect more." She was putting on the show about it but she didn't really want to leave, either, and she couldn't decide if she wanted to stay until they were upset or run now. "None us are fooled every single time, even if some of us are some of the time. We simply know our help isn't welcome."

Well yes! I would feel terrible if I found out someone died because of my intel...

It's supposed to be secret... besides I don't see why you would be interested on the dealings of the Imperium with Dredgens and the Shadow Legion.

I hope it's that! Otherwise the guy that shoot the cabal is lying and he's getting killed... I don't like that.

Why would I? They're just having fun and I don't mind.

Well, yes it is against Tower rules, it's specially illegal if I don't fight back... but I can't be a snitch! How are guardians supposed to trust me if I go telling on them the second they do something illegal?

"'As opposed to trusting a man who won't stand up for himself? You want trust, you need integrity."

But I have integrity! I just don't tell, I never tell! I can keep secrets and I know everyone!

"...you juuuuuust told me about a top secret negotiation."

But I didn't give you names, did I? Or a place, or anything and the entire thing went "poof!" so there's really nothing important to share now...

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

"I'd let you have that point, but Sunny's also helped upon your request and you ignored the information she gave you," she pointed out. She wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, she didn't know why she was bothering. "Anyway, I'm glad you're alive and not walking on the broken leg anymore." She started to get up to get down, moving over the tree branches more ably than could be expected of anyone in that much plated armor. "Seen you and gotten an idea of how you're doing. Need anything from home?"

"You said that while you were walking on a broken leg," Freija sighed. She was clearly trying to get a good jump to get straight down and hesitating. "Even if you do think it's fine, I very clearly don't think it's fine for anyone to go around walking on broken legs. I'm used to you starting fights you know you can win, but you always lose that one. Why do you keep saying it to me? Hoping I'll get annoyed and ignore you like everyone else?"

"Do you honestly think anyone really believes it?" she huffed. "Habit or not, we--everyone that hears you say it-- knows it's not true. The only reason it works is because we know you don't want help and won't take it and there's no point in trying to argue with you about it, because even if we do try to force it, you'd rather break your good arm than accept it. I'm just not exhausted with it, yet, so I keep arguing with you." She didn't want to admit how badly he was wearing her down, too. Part of it was not wanting to give up hope on anyone, but the other part was mostly sheer bullet-headed stubbornness.

"I am insistent, but I'm not the only one that doesn't think you're okay. No one else is willing to argue with you about it," she insisted. "I'm just the kind of asshole that's going to argue with you about it."

Maybe they don't argue with me because they know I'm fine! And you're not an asshole, you just like arguing! That's fun to do sometimes.

"They don't argue because you've said you're okay and at that point you are clearly not going to say anything else. I bet they even do the same face when they hear you say it." She crossed her arms. She knew there were a lot of people in his life that didn't care, but the ones that asked if he was okay were not on the list, presumably. She knew she was special for having gotten the chance to comfort him when he was grieving, but he wasn't that subtle.

"Mmhm," she said. "They must be convincing." She scanned the area again, still looking for a clean drop, somewhat artificially.

Why are you so focused on making me feel bad now? I'm convincing!

"I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I'm just saying it doesn't matter if you're convincing, they wouldn't argue about it because they're respecting your desire to be left alone, whether they believe you or not. I just can't stop being a self-righteous jerk. And I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I'm just stating a fact. But I can tell, and I'm really bad at telling when people are lying. Your," she mimicked his usual tones (if not his voice) impressively, "'fine, I'm always fine'," she returned to her own, "is a subconscious reflex. Every single person you've said it to has noticed, at least every once in a while, that you're lying. They are being polite, not blind."

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

"I'd let you have that point, but Sunny's also helped upon your request and you ignored the information she gave you," she pointed out. She wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, she didn't know why she was bothering. "Anyway, I'm glad you're alive and not walking on the broken leg anymore." She started to get up to get down, moving over the tree branches more ably than could be expected of anyone in that much plated armor. "Seen you and gotten an idea of how you're doing. Need anything from home?"

"You said that while you were walking on a broken leg," Freija sighed. She was clearly trying to get a good jump to get straight down and hesitating. "Even if you do think it's fine, I very clearly don't think it's fine for anyone to go around walking on broken legs. I'm used to you starting fights you know you can win, but you always lose that one. Why do you keep saying it to me? Hoping I'll get annoyed and ignore you like everyone else?"

"Do you honestly think anyone really believes it?" she huffed. "Habit or not, we--everyone that hears you say it-- knows it's not true. The only reason it works is because we know you don't want help and won't take it and there's no point in trying to argue with you about it, because even if we do try to force it, you'd rather break your good arm than accept it. I'm just not exhausted with it, yet, so I keep arguing with you." She didn't want to admit how badly he was wearing her down, too. Part of it was not wanting to give up hope on anyone, but the other part was mostly sheer bullet-headed stubbornness.

"I am insistent, but I'm not the only one that doesn't think you're okay. No one else is willing to argue with you about it," she insisted. "I'm just the kind of asshole that's going to argue with you about it."

Maybe they don't argue with me because they know I'm fine! And you're not an asshole, you just like arguing! That's fun to do sometimes.

"They don't argue because you've said you're okay and at that point you are clearly not going to say anything else. I bet they even do the same face when they hear you say it." She crossed her arms. She knew there were a lot of people in his life that didn't care, but the ones that asked if he was okay were not on the list, presumably. She knew she was special for having gotten the chance to comfort him when he was grieving, but he wasn't that subtle.

"Mmhm," she said. "They must be convincing." She scanned the area again, still looking for a clean drop, somewhat artificially.

Why are you so focused on making me feel bad now? I'm convincing!

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

"I'd let you have that point, but Sunny's also helped upon your request and you ignored the information she gave you," she pointed out. She wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, she didn't know why she was bothering. "Anyway, I'm glad you're alive and not walking on the broken leg anymore." She started to get up to get down, moving over the tree branches more ably than could be expected of anyone in that much plated armor. "Seen you and gotten an idea of how you're doing. Need anything from home?"

"You said that while you were walking on a broken leg," Freija sighed. She was clearly trying to get a good jump to get straight down and hesitating. "Even if you do think it's fine, I very clearly don't think it's fine for anyone to go around walking on broken legs. I'm used to you starting fights you know you can win, but you always lose that one. Why do you keep saying it to me? Hoping I'll get annoyed and ignore you like everyone else?"

"Do you honestly think anyone really believes it?" she huffed. "Habit or not, we--everyone that hears you say it-- knows it's not true. The only reason it works is because we know you don't want help and won't take it and there's no point in trying to argue with you about it, because even if we do try to force it, you'd rather break your good arm than accept it. I'm just not exhausted with it, yet, so I keep arguing with you." She didn't want to admit how badly he was wearing her down, too. Part of it was not wanting to give up hope on anyone, but the other part was mostly sheer bullet-headed stubbornness.

"I am insistent, but I'm not the only one that doesn't think you're okay. No one else is willing to argue with you about it," she insisted. "I'm just the kind of asshole that's going to argue with you about it."

Maybe they don't argue with me because they know I'm fine! And you're not an asshole, you just like arguing! That's fun to do sometimes.

"They don't argue because you've said you're okay and at that point you are clearly not going to say anything else. I bet they even do the same face when they hear you say it." She crossed her arms. She knew there were a lot of people in his life that didn't care, but the ones that asked if he was okay were not on the list, presumably. She knew she was special for having gotten the chance to comfort him when he was grieving, but he wasn't that subtle.

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

"I'd let you have that point, but Sunny's also helped upon your request and you ignored the information she gave you," she pointed out. She wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, she didn't know why she was bothering. "Anyway, I'm glad you're alive and not walking on the broken leg anymore." She started to get up to get down, moving over the tree branches more ably than could be expected of anyone in that much plated armor. "Seen you and gotten an idea of how you're doing. Need anything from home?"

"You said that while you were walking on a broken leg," Freija sighed. She was clearly trying to get a good jump to get straight down and hesitating. "Even if you do think it's fine, I very clearly don't think it's fine for anyone to go around walking on broken legs. I'm used to you starting fights you know you can win, but you always lose that one. Why do you keep saying it to me? Hoping I'll get annoyed and ignore you like everyone else?"

"Do you honestly think anyone really believes it?" she huffed. "Habit or not, we--everyone that hears you say it-- knows it's not true. The only reason it works is because we know you don't want help and won't take it and there's no point in trying to argue with you about it, because even if we do try to force it, you'd rather break your good arm than accept it. I'm just not exhausted with it, yet, so I keep arguing with you." She didn't want to admit how badly he was wearing her down, too. Part of it was not wanting to give up hope on anyone, but the other part was mostly sheer bullet-headed stubbornness.

"I am insistent, but I'm not the only one that doesn't think you're okay. No one else is willing to argue with you about it," she insisted. "I'm just the kind of asshole that's going to argue with you about it."

Maybe they don't argue with me because they know I'm fine! And you're not an asshole, you just like arguing! That's fun to do sometimes.

I need to get rid of a corpse... actually two but I can deal with one.

If these corpses are of value, I will take them. Who died?

Some wanted warlords that tried hiding from the vanguard with Dredgens... there was a price for their head, you should try to see if you can claim it.

So... you can't help me?

The bodies were already here!

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

"I'd let you have that point, but Sunny's also helped upon your request and you ignored the information she gave you," she pointed out. She wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, she didn't know why she was bothering. "Anyway, I'm glad you're alive and not walking on the broken leg anymore." She started to get up to get down, moving over the tree branches more ably than could be expected of anyone in that much plated armor. "Seen you and gotten an idea of how you're doing. Need anything from home?"

"You said that while you were walking on a broken leg," Freija sighed. She was clearly trying to get a good jump to get straight down and hesitating. "Even if you do think it's fine, I very clearly don't think it's fine for anyone to go around walking on broken legs. I'm used to you starting fights you know you can win, but you always lose that one. Why do you keep saying it to me? Hoping I'll get annoyed and ignore you like everyone else?"

"Do you honestly think anyone really believes it?" she huffed. "Habit or not, we--everyone that hears you say it-- knows it's not true. The only reason it works is because we know you don't want help and won't take it and there's no point in trying to argue with you about it, because even if we do try to force it, you'd rather break your good arm than accept it. I'm just not exhausted with it, yet, so I keep arguing with you." She didn't want to admit how badly he was wearing her down, too. Part of it was not wanting to give up hope on anyone, but the other part was mostly sheer bullet-headed stubbornness.

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

"I'd let you have that point, but Sunny's also helped upon your request and you ignored the information she gave you," she pointed out. She wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, she didn't know why she was bothering. "Anyway, I'm glad you're alive and not walking on the broken leg anymore." She started to get up to get down, moving over the tree branches more ably than could be expected of anyone in that much plated armor. "Seen you and gotten an idea of how you're doing. Need anything from home?"

"You said that while you were walking on a broken leg," Freija sighed. She was clearly trying to get a good jump to get straight down and hesitating. "Even if you do think it's fine, I very clearly don't think it's fine for anyone to go around walking on broken legs. I'm used to you starting fights you know you can win, but you always lose that one. Why do you keep saying it to me? Hoping I'll get annoyed and ignore you like everyone else?"

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

"I'd let you have that point, but Sunny's also helped upon your request and you ignored the information she gave you," she pointed out. She wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, she didn't know why she was bothering. "Anyway, I'm glad you're alive and not walking on the broken leg anymore." She started to get up to get down, moving over the tree branches more ably than could be expected of anyone in that much plated armor. "Seen you and gotten an idea of how you're doing. Need anything from home?"

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

"I'd let you have that point, but Sunny's also helped upon your request and you ignored the information she gave you," she pointed out. She wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, she didn't know why she was bothering. "Anyway, I'm glad you're alive and not walking on the broken leg anymore." She started to get up to get down, moving over the tree branches more ably than could be expected of anyone in that much plated armor. "Seen you and gotten an idea of how you're doing. Need anything from home?"

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"I know how you act when I try to help," she replied dryly, not trying to argue with him about it. Until he could understand the link between 'but my leg shouldn't be broken' and 'i deserve a broken leg', it would just make her angry and him crazy.

Well yes! I would feel terrible if I found out someone died because of my intel...

It's supposed to be secret... besides I don't see why you would be interested on the dealings of the Imperium with Dredgens and the Shadow Legion.

I hope it's that! Otherwise the guy that shoot the cabal is lying and he's getting killed... I don't like that.

Why would I? They're just having fun and I don't mind.

Well, yes it is against Tower rules, it's specially illegal if I don't fight back... but I can't be a snitch! How are guardians supposed to trust me if I go telling on them the second they do something illegal?

"'As opposed to trusting a man who won't stand up for himself? You want trust, you need integrity."

But I have integrity! I just don't tell, I never tell! I can keep secrets and I know everyone!

"...you juuuuuust told me about a top secret negotiation."

But I didn't give you names, did I? Or a place, or anything and the entire thing went "poof!" so there's really nothing important to share now...

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"

"You put a lot of effort into that," Freija said sarcastically. Specifically arranging your words so you can squirm out of whatever you need to, because telling an outright falsehood makes your tongue tie itself down, but speaking a technical truth that absolutely doesn't answer the question being asked? Oh you'll do that one. "Where are you being so very careful?"

Some hunter friends help me make a quick hunter nest on a pretty peaceful part of the EDZ! And I'm laying in here, unbothered, happy and most importantly far up in the tree, away from the floor so I can't step on my leg! Wanna come?

Sunny tracked him down and led the way with an indicator, and Freija trekked more or less straight to him. "Hey, Ellis!"