[Namur's eyes narrow. Ted is treading awfully close to something in his past that Namur doesn't talk about. It's nobody's business anyway, and what's more, Namur doesn't trust him. Not with this. He's made it abundantly clear that he wouldn't understand. He twitches a little, fighting the urge to cover his left arm with his hand, even if there's nothing to see but a long sleeve. But Ted is asking questions, and they deserve a response- even a shitty one.]

Shut up, Ted!

[Oh yeah, that's gonna do it.]

There's reasons I can't ever take this shit lightly or think a it as a joke or a game or okay in any kinda way. Deal with it.