You handed me the wrong wood. That [And he points across to the smaller two-by-four.] is the correct wood. Two inches by four inches. Don't you know basic measurements?

Anyway...

[A hard pair of too-old green eyes level on Yuu's face. His lips thin before frowning.]

If you're already so sure of where you belong, [Does that make two of them?] then you don't need my hand-holding to lead you back. Are you finished? I have work to do, and you'll just be in the way.