[ Berserker stops his petting and lets his hand drop away. The mere suggestion of needing a minder annoys him beyond words. ]
That's not necessary. I'm not your responsibility and I can handle myself. [ He can't. Not right now. Not that he'll admit to it, of course. ] ...So leave me be. You've done your job, haven't you?
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That's not necessary. I'm not your responsibility and I can handle myself. [ He can't. Not right now. Not that he'll admit to it, of course. ] ...So leave me be. You've done your job, haven't you?