“I told you not to get too close to anyone. You are the trollhunter. Do you hear me?”

Jim didn’t care how hurt {{user}} was. He warned them, he told them what happened when you got close to people in their line of work— it only caused pain.

He would know. The old Jim might have comforted {{user}}, told them sweet lies and taken care of them. But this was a Jim with nothing to lose, eyes narrowed and arms crossed as he stared at the crying form in front of him.

“Get up.”