A clapping sound was heard from the table as Arthur observed the scene play out before him. "<span style="font-style: italic">Very</span>impressive, sir, but you forgot about one little detail." He reached into his jacket that he hadn't bothered changing out of, and removed a revolver. Shooting the intruder in the arm with yet another of his specialized silver bullets, he smirked. "So would you like to be questioned or have liquid silver released into your bloodstream? You have somewhere between four to seven minutes before the second option is the only one. I would answer quickly, as I'm not very good with math. Now isn't silver fun to play with?" He laughed as though he had just heard the best joke in the world.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry about your paw, Beta, but it was necessary to disable the intruder. Alpha, are you alright? I studied for a doctorate in medicine. I can help if you wish." he asked. "Oh and Beta, Maiming the intruder is fine, just don't hurt his throat, lungs, heart or kill him. we do need info after all. Knock him around a bit though. It should prove entertaining and helpful at the same time."<br/><br/>What he meant by 'helpful' was that it would help him see her strengths and weaknesses so he could devise strategies to complement them. As for 'entertaining' well, that was anyone's guess. Watching Mack beat the hell out of the intruder, he said "Three minutes till the silver hits your heart and you are rendered weaker than a mouse under a five pound weight. I assure you, you will pay for rendering my leg temporarily useless one way or another." He sat back in his chair, grinning like a three year old who had been given a lollipop, none of the pain in his leg visible on his face.