Tzirret began to lean back and locked wide eyes with Ma'tanza as she got close. There were a number of things that Tzirret wanted to say. Most of them were points to clarify what Ma'tanza had misunderstood. Unfortunately for Tzirret, he was so scared by the trouble he was in that none of the right words seemed in reach. He tried to latch on to all of the points that he wanted to make only for all of them to slip from his mental grasp.

"Ah-...n-no! It's..." Tzirret stammered, pitifully shaking his head, "M-Ma'tanza, it is not like that. Not completely-...He means...Well...He was trying to-..." In a desperate attempt to gain ground, Tzirret offered his palms forward. "Tzirret is sorry!"

This was not going well. Whatever Tzirret's original intentions were, he was only likely going to be on the receiving end of more ranting from Ma'tanza. With the way the situation had escalated, Sabine definitely wanted to stay out of it for now.