"If it comes up, you'll have to deal with it yourself, because I'll be running the other way. Whether I want to be or not."

He'd probably run the other way anyway, but he rather resents barely having a choice in the matter. At some point he might learn to grit his teeth through it and be able to stay when one of those things was near, but right now it was like trying to deliberately keep his hand held in a fire without drawing away.