Well, I can understand that kind of frustration. No one wants to be misunderstood. I don't mind, however. I'm quite patient when I need to be, and very used to dealing with people of temperaments for more, ah, volatile than my own.

[ He nodded, clearing his throat and walking along, reaching out to catch the Petitmon as it started to fall. ]

You shouldn't tax yourself so much. Tell you what, if you want to give me directions, and you think you can do it without setting me aflame, you can blow a little puff of fire in the directions you want me to go while I carry you for a while. Seem fair?

.........cheep cheep.

Don't pout. Now. Which way.

*belch*

Brilliant! On we go.