DAMON ON HUNT

"See, I have brought you back alive, and in one piece, now stop whining." 

"Really? It is my good luck that the spear didn't pass through my heart. It tore my shirt." Christian barked at the other.

"Keep quiet. How much will you talk? You are overcoming the shortage of your height with your tongue." Damon rolled his eyes.

'It is that you are extra tall. I am not short."

"Dude, I had to literally help you hang on the bar or else you would have lost your legs to those monsters." 

"The bar was too high and I didn't get the time to jump. I am independent enough to save my legs on normal days."