[Evil]

"What do you mean by that!? Of course I'm supposed to be here!" Lumael snarled and then slapped Ryan's hand away, refusing to obtain any help from anyone. To him, it was marked as an insult to receive assistance since it gave the impression that he was weak. He growled and stood up on his own, shooting an angry glare at Ryan as though he were blaming Ryan for everything. However, he struggled to keep himself straight, teetering around like a drunk person.

"I really don't need any help at aaAAALLL!!" Lumael wheeled his arms in circles, trying to prevent himself from falling, but it did him no good as he fell face forward. He grumbled, feeling embarrassed for the clumsy display in front of Ryan. Then he planted his hands on the ground so that he could push himself up again, "I'll get this eventually... Just...go do whatever it is you're supposed to be doing."