Lucas Uses Mild Annoyance!

While Lucas’s lingering overwhelming pain has overloaded his senses a bit, he feels a rising panic upon realizing he’s having some difficulty breathing, and is lying on his back whilst cradled in debris.

‘Wai- no, no, NO!’

[Hmm? Oh, calm down. It’s the first time, when you didn’t actually get injured.]

‘OH THANK FUCK!’

[...Well, at least you don’t have to get dressed again.]

‘Wait… But wouldn’t that have been a good thing? That conversation woulda gone better now that I’m more prepared for it… Damn.’

[Let’s just take it to mean that Boss System deemed it satisfactory?]

‘More like it’s just bein’ stingy. Bah.’

Lucas’s senses have stabilized, as well as his breathing, and he sits up in time to watch the overdosed annoyance getting shoved a short distance into his direction while encased in his artisanal table taco, courtesy of Miss Masher.