The man snarled at the other's retreating back, and muttered a long stream of curses, insults and threats at his suitably distant back; though only because the other beast couldn't hear him. The warrior class was thick; he ought to knife the thing in the back, or poison his meal. 'Their' honour forbade such things; he had taken no such oath, and indeed his species were renowned for being cunning, and tricky. So much so that the smartest of them rose to be commanders and tacticians, despite their smaller stature and relatively low experience of warfare.<br/><br/>With his own irritation angled toward the retreating creature he turned with a snarl toward the cage and smashed a heavy hand against the structure, resulting in a loud thump and a sudden lurch of the structure; though it remained firmly together. "Tss! You land me in trouble!" He was clearly furious, though whether he was blaming her or not wasn't clear. If anything he seemed to be turning to her to try and relieve some of it, though how remained to be seen. He himself didn't yet know. "They laugh and they sneer at my job; idiot creatures! Tss!"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>