Finis had stayed close to the lodging area, surveying it and making sure that he would be prepared if attacked while in this unfamiliar territory. When the night-watch returned, battered and bruised, it immediately caught his attention. And he skulked up to the group without even intending to move quietly.
The sergeant immediately gave him a bad impression. If this is how he acted in response to injured warriors returning back to friendly territory, and if his pride was this fragile, he would likely be nothing more than a liability in combat.
He walked behind the sergeant and began to speak in a soft, but stern voice, "I suggest that you do not allow your emotions to control you, for that has a tendency to be lethal. It would be rational to first tend to the wounded as that is more urgent then you making a fool of yourself. And I suggest you consider your words carefully before you do something you will come to regret, the Finis family do not take threats idly." He said, casually cleaning his dagger with a washcloth.
Natus fully prepared himself for any verbal or physical abuse that the sergeant would throw his way, though he hoped it would not come to that. Sadly, he was not in a position to simply kill him if needed, as that would make this situation much easier to handle.