"Yer all fools," he growled lowly, the words rumbling deep in his chest, he closing his eyes, a sneer pulling sharply at his lips. There was nothing special about him, nothing worthy of such concern, if they chose to wrap so much worry around one furry mutt, that was their choice, it was not his problem. "I wanna fight." He pressed the words firmly, tone almost clipped as he fought another sneer which caused his lip to twitch. "I have t'. They need someone, an' I'm not much a one but... 'm here. I gotta do it, 's important." He turned troubled, passionate eyes to Jason, his jaw set and his face firm. "Until someone better comes along, I'm all they've got. Sucks for them, but 'm not gonna ignore it. I can't. I gotta do it." He spoke with all the passion in the world, hands pulling free of Jason and curling into balls as he spoke, that fierce determination shining in every feature.