"Well, that's no fun," Endy chirped when the man said that he minded. As much fun as he was having though, he now had his mind a little more on that lowering sun in the sky. "And I am very sorry but I am going to have to whether you mind or not. I can't afford new pants if these ones tear."

And the man was stubborn about not leaving which was going to pose a bit of a problem. He could just move to a different spot in the forest to strip down but this man would still be in danger. "But I have to do it here. It would not be safe for folks elsewhere. It isn't safe for you to be here even if I do go elsewhere." The evidence of that was on his back and currently covered thigh. "I doubt you would want to be sporting a thing like the one I have one my back." As he spoke, he turned so that the man could get a good look at the large claw shaped scar there. He had a small, delicate back so it very much stood out against his pale, freckled skin. Would the man get the hint now? He really was such a good, decent person for trying to save this strangers life.