*Mx sighs, dragging a palm down its face. Rigghhht... keep calm, Mx. You may not like this dude, but.. don't get all up in a twist now. It's slowly begun to count on its fingers as it starts to recall your previous... encounters.
A. You ran me, and several others with cart. Which maybe wouldn't of been so bad if it was just me alone, but no??????? You broke the poor fellows' leg????????? YOU COULD SEE HIS BONE???????
B. After I got myself un-stuck, instead of letting me handle the.. gh.. bone... you completely shoved me out of the way, and- without any preface- tried to start fixing it yourself. You wouldn't let me anywhere NEAR you or him??????
C: You made it worse??? YOU MADE IT SO, SO MUCH WORSE????????
D: YOU TURNED HIM INSIDE OUT. I DON'T KNOW HOW. BUT YOU- YOU TURNED HIM COMPLETELY INSIDE OUT.
*Mx stops for a moment, cringing. It looks alittle queasy, actually...
Do I really have to keep going? Because I can REALLY get going into how reckless and unregulated you use your abilities, to the point you're actively getting people killed with your blatant negligence????? You- you can't just be WILLY NILLY with it, you have to ACTUALLY understand what you're doing and what the consequences will be!!! AND FOR GOODNESS SAKE, ASK BEFORE YOU DO ANYTHING TO ANYONE IF YOU'RE GONNA BE LIKE THIS!!!!! Good grief...