Zaegar faced the angry man with an unfazed and cool expression and silently listened to his rant and let himself be picked up by the collar. If this man thought his blazing dark eyes and shadows could scare him he was severely mistaken, this wasn't Zaegar's first experience with arrogant nobles and it wouldn't be the last. The dagger he had in his left hand suddenly gently pricked through the noble's shirt and against his skin, "Whatever game you want blue-blood, but make sure you know what you're playing for." he said with a cold, polite voice, his eyes emotionlessly staring back into Korrigans, "After all you nobles, you always get what you want don't you?"