Felmer slammed is fist down upon the crate and spoke under his breath. "Dammit, I can't...ugh." The tired man was on his last straw, just wanting to rest and unable to sleep or concentrate ever since that monster first appeared. Becoming increasingly and uncharacteristically filled with unbridled rage. It was difficult to contain at this point. 

[i]"Father, can we go upstairs and you can teach me more of Justicia?"[/i]

Felmer knew what Rockmar was doing and looked at the half-Orc surprised to see he was helping him, even Felmer was getting to the point where he thought that maybe irrationality was overcoming him. Filled with newfound determination he spoke up through gritted teeth, "Yes, Father. I'm sure the travellers would love to hear about her. You always did tell it best."