[It's about as condescending a retort as possible. Even from across the room, Lutha looks coldly unimpressed, eyes narrow as he meets Jim's sour glare. It might have to do with just how much taller he is than the other teen, even slouched against the wall as he is, but the change in posture and temperament hardly registers as anything more than an annoyance.]
It's not the middle of the goddamn day. We have limited time as it is. The last thing you should be doing is "caring" for someone that's already that close to death. Let them go and keep yourself alive. Basic survival. [His shoulders rise in a stiff, provoking gesture, as if daring Jim to keep explaining himself.] What's so hard to understand about that?
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[It's about as condescending a retort as possible. Even from across the room, Lutha looks coldly unimpressed, eyes narrow as he meets Jim's sour glare. It might have to do with just how much taller he is than the other teen, even slouched against the wall as he is, but the change in posture and temperament hardly registers as anything more than an annoyance.]
It's not the middle of the goddamn day. We have limited time as it is. The last thing you should be doing is "caring" for someone that's already that close to death. Let them go and keep yourself alive. Basic survival. [His shoulders rise in a stiff, provoking gesture, as if daring Jim to keep explaining himself.] What's so hard to understand about that?