Schuldig reaches up his hand from Psii's waist, behind the troll's back, to tangle fingers in his hair and tug, roughly. Not particularly hard, just enough to completely interrupt Psii's train of thought. {So, nothing more than what you were already planning on,} he points out, with a flicker of a smirk. {You worry too much. And clearly you're underestimating what I can do, even like this, if you think you've got to do much more than you were already. I don't need babysitting. All I need is eyes while mine are closed, and another pair of hands gathering food.}