He then took in all of what she said but then slammed his hand down on the table. "I ask because this is MY bar and you answer MY questions when you step in that door! And this is war! Get used to it. Try having most your family murered off because of lack of troops of one village because some a**hole commander wanted to launch a miserable offensive front that lead more willing soldiers to their death!" he yelld out clenching the table top then letting go. "you can stay here. Take what you need" he said just before grabbing her empty glass then refilling it.