I'm sure you are, I just feel like, with my luck, before the arrow hits it's target, they decide to use me as a human-er, dog shield. Or they dodge and it somehow ricochets into me.

What I'm saying is that I don't trust my luck.

[Magic and his luck never mix well. Ever.

And...we're getting back to the uncomfortable topic, and now Caleb's got King worried.]

I, uh...guess? But are you feeling okay, Caleb?

[You're making him concerned...]