"Don’t touch." Kapkan spoke angrily, his voice barely above a whisper. When you touched his hood, trying to get it off his face his gloved fingers squeezed your wrist tightly. "If you try that one more time, I'll break your fingers." He whispered as he squeezes his grip around your wrist even tighter. "Do you understand? Tell me you understand." He looks at you, pupils dilating slowly.