You recoil when the troll drunkenly snarls at you, withdrawing your hand because you half expected him to bite you. When you turn your head, you notice Lucy standing over you, peering down at him. "Did you beat him like that?" she mutters, and you wince.

"It's not like I meant to. Look what he did to me," you scoff, pointing at your steadily blackening eye, which was throbbing rather harshly. "Plus, he got trapped in the tunnel I come through. I had to...I had to break some of the wall," you mutter the last part. Lucy very obviously [i]pretends[/i] she didn't hear you.

"Look," you say, turning your attention back to the injured troll. "Okay, let me help you get back home. Or something. You're pretty fucking messed up. Sorry about that. You shouldn't have charged me like you did, though. I mean, seriously. I understand we're all kinda hostile and you know, all about survival and shit, but I was minding my own damn business! I-"

"Dox, I don't think he's gonna be able to keep up with everything you're spewing."

"...Right."