His left eye twitched, his left hand seeming to twitch as if about to do something, but he stopped himself, his tone freezing over, still speaking in high elf. "A fine sentiment coming from one that acts like a dark elf. I am a planeswalker, girl, and have seen more in my life than you ever will. Human? Barely, though apparently it is enough to allow everyone to be a bigot. I was attempting to be respectful, but if you would rather exchange blows instead of words, I am good for it."<br/><br/>He had used a spell to change the shape of their bows, but was holding it in check until one of them released the arrow, at which point the wooden parts would wrap around them, tying their hands behind them and around their waists. Further politeness would result in him not giving a damn, but this world was rapidly becoming more of a crap sack the longer he stayed in it.