Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20180701184731/@comment-24510587-20180701200744

"Thirty-one indeed!" Wilkes nodded. He looked rather livid at this point.

"I have been shot thirty-one times. Of those thirty-one bullets, I have taken twenty-six for your sake! Twenty-six times I've been shot trying to protect you! And I haven't just been shot. I've been beaten, starved, tortured, strung up! I have abandoned everything to follow after you! I've even betrayed my principles and agreed to stay with a community I despise, because you wanted me to!"

He sighed deeply, but didn't calm down.

"But the one time, the one time, I decide to do something for me instead of you when you go off on some fool's errand to rescue someone who quite frankly did not deserve to be rescued, you have the gall to blame me for not being there?!"

"Just how much do you take me for granted, Harry?"