I appreciate the kind words about him, and I’m sure he does too. But I believe what your meant to say was…
He’s dreading heading back to the portal, someone shouldn't smack him over the head and steal his bag! Because he’ll be lying there and people will spit on him and empty his pockets. He’ll be lying in the gutter like a bum, like a dog, like a mutt, like a mongrel, like an animal! God forbid anybody should help him find a new school, or call an ambulance. Oh no, that's too much trouble, to pick up a phone and press a few buttons. Ahh! What's the point?