If I am, I'm damn well not alone in one with how you keep going.

[A huff, finally cutting in to his stack and taking a bite with an added growl and showing of teeth. Wasn't just going to let the flapjacks go cold just because of the apparent asshole that wanted to twitter along in to an ear.

Then a snort once that bite was down.]

I plan on leaving this all behind, and everyone here, once there's no longer a danger of this shit interfering with the mission.

[Likely the reason Reaper was still here as well.]

It's linked, connected, to you whether you like it or not. Has everything to do with you.