Even if she wasn’t agitated—he certainly was. He did not care if she was offended by his speech or not, for he hated her feelings, no matter what they were. Indeed did he live up to what his being was intended to be, the spite and hate of all of men wrapped up into one single figure. Hatred was such a vile and beastly thing, that his form could not even be that of a human-shape. 

     Only something with the face of a beast could ever be expected to contain such rage for everything that is, was, and will be.

     The constant snarl upon his lips grew even bigger, exposing his terrible teeth. Black, tattered ears smoothed back against his skull most noticeably. It was quite clear he did not enjoy her speech, her words—it was only angering him more. The thread between vocal hatred and physical hatred was beginning to snap.

     “ Stupid, stupid, stupid fleshbag! ” He barked loudly, his teeth flashing as he snaps his jaws in retort to her comments. “ You can only come up with stupid names! If I am to speak to such a loathsome being, I will be called  O D I S S E ! Call me such hateful names again….call me such things once more…and I will end your worthless existence that I despise so much! ” 

"I’m suppose to take down an all-powerful emperor who controls who knows how much of the universe. I’ll take any help that I can get! But it has to be useful in some way.”