Flynn didn't mind you being around. He wouldn't have brought you with him back to the Fortress of Doom if that was the case. The only issue was that you had a tendency to clean up around the place, out of repaying the debt you think you owed him.

He didn't care if you touched his armor, but he wasn't okay with you touching his weapons, even if it was just to move them slightly out of the way. Something could happen, you could get hurt. He didn't know what he'd do if you got hurt.

You were tidying up again, and even though he told you over and over again that it's fine, you weren't listening. He had left his shield on the counter to clean it, since the saw blades around it were just covered in blood and gore, and you reach for it.

He grunts, grabbing it before you do, almost too aggressively, before standing in front of you, crossing his arms, looking down at you like he's disappointed. He wasn't angry, just... got a little scared. And in turn, startled you with his aggression. He huffs.

"Out." Is all he says, pointing to the door.