Lazarus paused for a moment before speaking his eyebrows furrowing in confusion wondering why this man wanted to know more about him NOW of all times. He would argue to say this wasn’t the best time to ask such questions but at the same time he was worried that the older man wouldn’t be a big fan of that and it might hurt his chances in being helped.

dr graham turns his attention back to lazarus when they are gone, approaching him once more.

Lazarus looked from the stranger to the men behind him that looked like they were itching to continue with what they had been doing. Some of them had knifes now, their hands twitching and eyes glaring daggers at Lazarus. These men looked like they could hold a grudge or kill him so it seemed like he didn’t have a choice but to make a deal with this random man.

dr graham does not take his eyes away from lazarus. he can see every analysis, every thought that the other seemed to allow onto his face. the way he strove to keep composed under the circumstances, and the clear threat of the men behind him. he is very aware that he is taking advantage of the situation, yet still. he sees it more as a mercy. lazarus would not have a chance at all without his involvement.

the offer of himself causes dr graham to advert his eyes for a moment in contemplation. lazarus seems like a person who could scrub up well; who understands the weight of what comes with an offer such as this. while dr graham's mind is not made up, there is nothing here that causes him any kind of trepidation. and so - "tell me your name." he says, eventually, looking back to lazarus. "and tell me about your life. - as i am acutely aware of how fragile this situation is, keep it to a one line summary."

he will decide after. depending on how lazarus responds. he can feel the impatience of their audience, and whilst dr graham is indeed in control of the situation, he is also a respectful man. and does not wish to waste more of their time.

a student. he regards her for a small moment, leaning back slightly. at the same time, one of the men makes a comment. inaudible, but derogatory. one that sparks a laugh from a few of the people in the group. it's met with a follow up, a louder request for this to be over and done with. dr graham, at this point, turns slightly to look at them. ". . . i don't recall giving you permission to interrupt. a moment, boys. if you will." something about his voice causes them to back off again, and he inhales, turning his attention back towards emma.

"focus on me." he adds, giving her a small - almost affectionate look. "not on them. me. now. tell me your name. and please confirm to me your age; i will not allow a deal to be made between us without your consent." it is a part of control. and he feels as though he already has some of that with her at this point.

good.

"i will require a minimum of two days out of the week from you. of your undivided attention. forty eight hours, consecutively." he frowns, tilting his head as his gaze eventually lowers, away from her. "anything i need. are you certain that is something you wish to offer me?

for the "i don't need your help" one

you can get lost.

i thought i told you i had this under control.

you never listen to me.

i was taking care of it.

leave me alone.

are you happy now?

you just stepped in and ruined it for me.

that was completely unnecessary and you know it.

i had it under control.

you didn't need to show up.

can't you let me handle my own shit?

i would have appreciated it if you asked first.

i had it handled!

you didn't need to do all that!

what part of "i don't need help" do you not understand?

they were about to give it to me before you showed up!

i had something going and you ruined it!

what, you mean you don't trust me to handle it myself?

you trained me better than this.

you can't just show up every time and save me.

what's the point in putting me out here if you're not going to let me do it on my own?

i thought you trusted me to take care of this by myself.

you taught me this.

i'm never going to forgive you for this.

that was uncalled for.

what happens when you're not here one day and i have to take care of things on my own?

how am i ever going to learn if you keep stepping in?

i'm not you.

for the "i'm just trying to help you" one

i heard you struggling.

i was just trying to help you.

and this is the thanks i get for trying to help?

things were getting out of hand. i had to step in.

you never would have done that by yourself.

it's okay to ask for help.

it's not that i don't trust you. i don't trust [them].

a minute longer and you'd be dead in there.

i had to make sure you were okay.

of course i trust you. this was never about trust.

i'm not going to risk your life like that!

i should have been there sooner.

if i'd only reached you faster.

a simple "thank you" would suffice.

you could thank me for saving your ass back there.

sure didn't seem like you had it under control.

things were getting out of hand, and i stepped in.

i'm in charge here, not you.

i'm not going to put your life at risk like that again.

we're done here.

i'm not arguing with you.

i saved your life, and this is how you repay me?

i just wanted to make sure you were okay.

maybe i crossed a line back there, sure, but i did it for you.

it's because i care about you.

of course you're capable. that was never up for debate.

you're not ready.

next time, let me handle it.

clearly you need more time before i let you do that alone.

Sentence starters that have suggestive/ns4w context. Adjust pronouns as needed.