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“Did…did you just throw bandages at me?” The blind guy said with such pure incredulous indignation Nathair was dying. “Punk did you actually just throw bandages at me?!”

He’d expected throwing bandages at the guy to get a reaction, but he hadn’t expected this reaction and he honestly didn’t regret it in the slightest.

“Why in the Endless Sea would you throw bandages at me!? Do you have pebbles for brains?! Huh punk?!”

Nathair laughed, probably further infuriating the man. But honestly, of all the times to be angry at someone, while the entire cavern is crashing on top of them really doesn’t sound like the best time.

People who acted as expected were boring – whatever he was, the blind guy was not boring.

“You know you could’ve just caught them I didn’t think you were that useless.” Nathair was starting to point out – mostly just to annoy – when a loud crack sounded above him. “Oh that’s unfortunate.”

Snap!

Before he could think, Nathair was knocked back to the floor as stalagmites shattered in front of him. He landed on his back, stunned. Did he just…?

“I had that under control.” He said, assuming a miffed expression. Actually, he was stunned with the idea this guy actually wanted to save his life. That man was certainly making a habit of doing the unexpected…

“Surrrre, punk.” Blind Guy retorted

“You can’t run fast enough with that foot,” Nathair noted with a smirk “you want me to drag you on my back or princess-carry you?”

*Nathair I swear you’re begging to get stabbed*