"I'm fine, he says, like I don't have eyes." She replied, carefully stepping over the broken shit in his house to make her way to him. The fury in her eyes was slightly terrifying, and every muscle in her body was tensed. She handed him a burrito, because there was no use talking to him if she held the burrito hostage. "You're going to a doctor. Mai noʻonoʻo e pili ana i ka hakakāʻana." She sat down on the floor, taking a bite of her own burrito. "Tell me exactly what happened now, and don't lie. I'll know."