[And this is definitely going to get back to the same argument he had so often in the past. It doesn't sound any more right now than it did then, just sharper without the anger to cover it. But he doesn't offer any condolences, just grimaces.]

Well this isn't your home. No one will do anything to you here, not even if you do something first.

[He flinches, a micro-second reaction, at the hand. He'd only just seen the weapon and for a moment he thinks he's going to be attacked. He settles, schooling his face back to something more passively annoyed but still takes a step back.]

Yeah I am. I'm not just going to go running my mouth about something I don't know anything about. I've been here a long time and I know a thing or two about not being human.