His eyes lock on the hand, tracking it despite himself, and he can't help taking half a step back as an indignant scowl crosses his burning features.

"L-look-- just because I'm trying to be nice doesn't mean you can just-- just make fun of me however you like." He straightens up a bit, clutching the no-doubt ill-gotten clothes a little closer to his chest. "A-and I'm perfectly willing to leave without you if you're going to."