chick-adee
Chirping
"No sir." His voice was clear and firm. He refused to let his fear show through, his hands clasped firmly together and his black eyes unwavering. "I did not intend for that to be a threat. I was merely saying that weaker souls might not be able to handle the level of...stress this environment might cause." He chose his words carefully, trying not to make his angry,"If they couldn't handle it here, then we don't need them."Sebastian clicked his tongue while shaking his head,"Tough luck I guess. Maybe they got locked in a cell for one too many hours." The resentment in his voice was easily readable. "Can I have my watch back? It's a nice watch."
Ryker leaned forward over his desk, as his face transformed into an expressionless mask. "Is that a threat? Because you know what I do with lost causes. They are a waste of resources and my time." He said with a death calm voice.