W-well, fine! I'll take your word for it! But you're on thin ice!

[He's not one-hundred percent sure why he's threatening Francel like that, no, Dylas isn't even sure what this man is on thin ice for.

But it sounds good to him. A good warning. Dylas clears his own throat, his tail coming to a standstill slowly after thudding against his seat so many times.]

I'm not offended. [He clears his throat again for good measure.] Up until then, you weren't so bad to talk to. It caught me by surprise.