Oh that. [the lights flicker and he shudders a bit but tries to ignore it]

As far as I can see it they want me to put my heart into the group. I can understand that, but it's not the sort of thing I can be passionate about. And concentrated effort doesn't seem to be enough.

[plus they keep trying to tell him what to do, who not to mess with. That alone drives him crazy. Honestly, he'd rather make his own decision.]