Don't let your hatred and fear of me blind you from what I am saying. The truth for one's enemies can open doors for actual solutions.

[If he pushed Lance, maybe the kid would untwist enough to go and find help with friends and allies alike. One of the best parts of these encounters was that there were low stakes. The back and forth was typical, and he knew Lance would always hate him. So be it.

He tossed Lance hammer, and a bag of large nails, some brackets and a few other tools.]

And you're doing just fine with my assistance. Let's go. These repairs won't make themselves happen.