[Honestly? A my bad is good enough. He doesn't want to be upset about this. He likes Agni? He wishes his plan had worked. Most of the anger is built up frustration from the way so many of these trials seem to go: other people know things that are happening, secret machinations, while the rest of them struggle in the dark. Lio knows he isn't the best planner - obviously Agni isn't either - nor the sharpest tool in the shed, but all of this week, he's wanted to help, and no one has let him offer. ]
It isn't as if-- [He huffs, pink sparks flying into the air.] I don't blame you for trying. Of course you were going to try. We all want to help you. I want to help you. I don't care if you are a god, and I am only human, this place works by making us believe we have to act alone. That we can't trust each other.
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It isn't as if-- [He huffs, pink sparks flying into the air.] I don't blame you for trying. Of course you were going to try. We all want to help you. I want to help you. I don't care if you are a god, and I am only human, this place works by making us believe we have to act alone. That we can't trust each other.