“Immolation is not a fun way to die ky’lar.” clearly that meant no. especially since its punctuated with her taking a solid couple chugs out of the pint bottle. “meant no. if you couldn’t context clue that shit out. not that you care or anything.”
she was right, he didn’t care, but that didn’t stop him from at least attempting to cross that threshold. if meph pulled something with her, it either meant he was unhinged or on a rampage for some reason. either way, he wanted to keep his nose out of it – if only to keep himself in one piece.
“there is no fun way to die,” he said bluntly. “and i didn’t need context. i get it.” he really didn’t, but then again emotions were never something he truly grasped.