"I don't think you fully understand what you're up against here," he says, tone a little colder. "The reality is, you can try, but I out match you. If I wanted to, I could level this place flat. But I haven't. You know why? Because I've already decided what I want to do and you have absolutely no power over that."

He leans back in his seat, stretching out like he's going to take a nap. He wonders if she'd even let him.

"Could you just quit it with the hunter talk, blah blah I'll put you down like the rabid dog you are, for ten minutes? It's not like the other quincies are here judging your performance."