"God just- I don't need your damn help!" He snapped after taking his hand off his neck tie which he'd been trying to tie for 30 minutes. He was still adjusting to having fully lost his vision, combined with the limb loss and short temper it made trying to help him difficult. You'd begun tying it for him despite his protests and he'd yelled. He his hand through his hair and sighed before continuing "Look, just- I'm sorry, alright? I just- I need to feel like I can still do something."