Your claims lack the viable evidence to be believable. I'm not afraid, but I don't have time to put up with everyone else attempting to lecture me about allowing you to do this.

[With an exasperated sigh, he crouches down and lifts and opens his arms. He's shirtless from the waist up, but... it's fine. Get in his arms so he can toss and get her out and be done with it.

He hates this.]