Faris finds that he has little fear or sympathy for this bizarre human, who has insulted him several times now and seems not to even realize it. His scales turn black at the roots, but don't fully transition into battle-black, though he does shift his stance to one where his own reaction will be swift, should it be necessary.

Let the human be angry, if he wishes. If he listens, perhaps he will hear, but none can force open ears that have been shut.

"I speak of no one but you. Or did you intend to assist others who wish ascension?"