"I'm not the one picking this fight." He retorted, golden eyes narrowing at the teen's rant.

"In case it wasn't obvious, I'm not here to answer to you." Honestly, this was exhausting. "I'm not your problem kid, what the hell do you care what I do, anyway?" He wasn't going to point out that death wasn't an option here again if he knew himself at that age this guy was even less likely to believe a word of it.