"I understand that it takes a certain type to do what you do - and aggression comes with that of course - but for fucks sake you could act like at least half the hero you think you are. The enemies come from that direction." His tail whips to the side, indicating an area in the distance where the sentinels may or may not be guarding a narrow mountain pass. His eyes stay focused forward, unwilling to abandon the chance of an early warning should the pair decide to jump him here and now, the crime of speaking against them undoubtedly a capital offense in their eyes.
He's fairly certain King Deimos won't let them outright murder him for saying such things, not in the middle of a meeting at least, but he's not delusional enough to believe the King or anyone else here would prevent them from serving a little physical justice either. Without the benefit of family or friends, he shuffles closer to the only one in attendance that hasn't declared some level of disgust for his presence recently: Tangere. The strawberry colored mare at the head of the meeting he assumes is another member of Basin royalty, but the blood splattered across her face and chest does nothing to persuade him of her merciful nature. Noticeably calmer and with an obvious deference, he addresses the Queen directly. "There may be someone in the other herds who can repair our machines."
OOC // Had to reply because fuck you! Just kidding, just kidding. xD I love you all. <3
@Ki'irha @Sialia @Hotaru @Tangere