This mer was annoyingly persistent when he had made all of his warnings and intentions clear. The flare was as good as a reaction he had managed, and he glared as he tried to put some distance between them, but the other could keep up with him easily.

"No, I can't. I have to go back," he replied coldly, shifting his grip on the briefcase and pulling it closer to his body in an attempt to stream line his form. "I don't expect you to understand. Now go away. You following me will only end in pain for you."