"Whatever," he snarls, getting up and to his feet, and not bothering to extend a hand to Raleigh. He's getting real sick of this shit, of Raleigh thinking he's fucking incapable and he wonders how many people he'd have to murder for Raleigh to get it through his head that Chuck can take care of himself. "C'mon, then. Better keep up, not coming back for you again."