Dawnlark Plains Got no time to waste, I'm already late

He blinks, immediately torn between confusion and agitation. What? Hey — no, lay back down! His ears flatten, gaze sharpening, and again he has to swallow the urge to yell. He's not entirely sure what's going through Midar's head right now, but it's safe to say he's fairly baffled — and in absolutely no mood to try and figure it out. Are you just disagreeing with me to be difficult now? He asks, voice dripping irritation. If you're so bent on doing the opposite of what I want you to do, here's a suggestion: keep telling me you're fine and whatever you do, don't shut up.