"And you're just shooting your mouth off because you forget what happens when I get angry." His eyes narrow and his jaw sets. –And it's familiar, far too familiar, as though you'd never stopped staring him down, but not for the sake of lording it over him, just for the sake of being right, of saying Dammit Theta, shut up or I'll use a laser scalpel to sever various limbs of yours when you're sleeping–