[Whoops? WHOOPS? Santa is back into rage mode.]

You fucking DIED? What the fuck?! Where were the goddamn healers, the paladins? I'm gonna kick their fucking asses!

[He starts running his hands along Duster's arms, then his torso, as if he's expecting to find some gaping wound in his boyfriend. Who the fuck lets the bard take a killing blow when there are tanks on the team?]

Are you still hurt? I'm gonna make them pay for this.