I--!! [Damnit Alistair, now he's getting flustered.]

--he asked me what my problem is. I told him. It's not... it's not a personal thing, obviously... [He looks down at his hands, which are fiddling with the hem of his tunic. When he speaks again, it's barely above a mumble.]

I just. ...don't want to be around... that kind of person.