[Lars folds his arms over his chest and leans slightly near the door-frame. His stance has him looking maybe a little annoyed, and through his distorted voice his tone would portray the same feeling.]

Look, I don't know about you "prioritizing" wrong or whatever but you're covered in crusty, old blood and you got tears 'n junk all over your back... 'n maybe there ain't a lotta people here this time but c'mon Sadie -- it's not like I'm completely useless just 'cause my form ain't exactly physical. [To prove his point, he uses his glitchy telekinesis to float a box of band-aids from the bathroom counter towards Sadie.]

So.. it's not like it's stupid or a bad idea to just. Y'know... let me stick around.