[He pulls his arm back, not enough to break free, but to show protest.]

I've been in a situation like this before. We can't risk our lives fighting every illusion, Lust. There's some enemies you don't fight!

[This is too reminiscent of that island, though the fact he's facing one of his dearest friends from a world he assumes is dead makes it worse. Much, much worse. He remembers pulling Lucas by his hand through the swampy jungle, shielding their eyes from their family hiding between the trees, taunting and attacking them. He wants to drag Lust away, but the statue would reach them in a short time.]