What are you, my mother?

[Or at least a stereotype of one, since he didn't really know how one acted for obvious reasons.]

I'm not going to die or fall apart. You may be a lot older than me but that doesn't mean you know how I work. I heal fast. This is just surface stuff.

And I'm supposed to be reckless. That's how I do things, you should know that by now. Sitting around just isn't my style, and I'm bored.

[His voice raised a little, heading towards the key of whine.]