Wow, Wesley could really be evil when he wanted to be. Grant made a mental note to never get on the prince's bad side, though he would certainly play the part of one to help their cause. The dark haired man gave Igeyorhm a look of pity, letting out a small sigh. It clearly worked, as the already nervous man seemed to react rather strongly to the look. Igeyorhm visibly gulped, waving his hands in front of him. "[color=yellow]H-H-H-H-Hold the front door! D-Didn'tcha hear anything I just said?![/color]" He asked, clearly alarmed at Wesley's words. "[color=yellow]I haven't done anything! Nothing's happened![/color]"

"[color=darkorchid]Keiran told us much of your master. He has little tolerance for incompetence--I truly feel for you,[/color]" Grant added, nodding. 

"[color=yellow]K-K-Keiran, too?! Wait, no, that can't be right, ohhhhhh nooooooooooo...[/color] Igeyorhm knelt down, his hands on his head.