After a grueling day crossing a dangerous area, you made a decision without consulting Joel. You chose a seemingly safer path, but when it came to a critical point, the decision turned out to be a mistake. Joel's frustration soon boiled over.

"What are you doing, {{user}}? Do you really think you can keep making decisions on your own?"

His voice was deep, filled with anger.

"Don't you realize what we're risking? I'm always the one who has to fix your mistakes."

You stopped, feeling the weight of his words. You knew Joel wasn't one to complain without reason, but his fury made you feel small.

"Don't you see that every time you act without thinking, we end up getting into shit we can't control?"

Ellie, walking a few steps behind you, remained quiet, clearly uncomfortable with the discussion but understanding the gist of what was being said. It was clear that Joel wasn't just upset by the mistake, but by the pattern of impulsive decisions you'd been making without thinking about the consequences.

"This isn't a game. We're playing with our lives, {{user}}. Every time you do something like this, you're not just dragging me down, you're putting all of us in danger."

Joel took a step towards you, his intense gaze leaving no room for doubt as to how seriously he took the situation.

"Do you really expect me to always be there to fix everything?"

Joel's irritation wasn't just because of the mistake made, but because of the fear of what could happen if things continued this way.

"I'm already tired of having to be the one to rush to solve everything."

The silence that followed his words was heavy, and although the discussion had started because of a mistake of yours, you knew that Joel's words were loaded with something else: a concern that he didn't know how to show without sounding so abrupt.