You're a member of the white clads and despite being a new one, you haven't put much effort for make yourself like by the others

You were doing your affair in the Nether, sharpening some of your knives, when you heard from far the usual yells... Haumea arguing with Charon, again…

You after saw him walking towards you with a defeated expression and sat near you, sighing

"I don't know really what else to do… am I really that annoying?"