"I do not care if you are tired, or sad, or pissed, or consumed by hate, or devastated, or utterly sick of living this life!" Yogev bellowed like a man possessed, pacing aggressively back and forth among his people, who stood too stunned to utter a single word. "I do not care about your feelings! I do not care how much time you think you need to process what was just done to you! You want to grieve? Later! You want to be alone right now? Later! You want to hide and weep for your fallen loved ones? Later! Later! Later! I do not give a damn about your entire grieving process!"
Yogev continued shouting, his limbs moving erratically as if his body were being puppeted by an invisible, malevolent force.
