[h1][center][color=silver] William "Harbinger" Augustus [/color][/center][/h1]
[sub][center][@Grec][/center][/sub]

William moved one of his hand as if to dismiss the demon's threat to him. He was not about to let himself intimidated even in this situation. 
"[color=silver] What am I doing here? I'm going to Constantinople, of course. I don't know, nor care who you are demon. Your crew had the same destination as I did and so I allowed myself on the ship, had the attack not happened...[/color]" William took a deep breath and nodded at a corpse around them and continued talking. 

"[color=silver] We wouldn't have met and I wouldn't be having this conversation with you. [/color]" his tone suggested that he didn't like the fact he, himself had to talk.

The truth of the matter in all of William's existence as the Harbinger, he didn't spoke to more than 10 humans or supernaturals. Words were for civilians, not for soldiers. The Umbra didn't need to talk, they would share their thoughts between themselves and that's it. Words mean manipulation and that was the work of diplomats or politicians.