"Drake, are you okay?" Red couldn't help but ask. Earlier, she noticed Drake's grimace and the beads of sweat on his forehead.
But instead of being happy, Drake felt even worse. "Cut the concern Red! I made myself clear earlier that we will not stop until we reach our destination!"
Although Drake can see the concern in Red's eyes, he ignores it. The things he went through at the hands of his pack are more dominant. So instead of being nice, DRake gave Red a threatening look.
But Red firm, "I know I promise I won't complain about taking a break, but from what I see, you're having a hard time—"
[Red's reasoning is cut in halfway by Drake.]
"I can care for myself, so stop complaining and walk fast!" Although feeling weak, Drake tried to look strong while facing Red.
"What does he think of me, blind? I can see he is struggling!" Red muttered while pounding. Since Drake had no intention of listening, she stopped nagging and continued marching.