[ A hiss is a hiss, and while there may be those inclined to do so within the Steppe, it's certainly not something he'd place on a specific race. A strange reaction to be sure, but he knows little and less of miqo'te, anyroad.]

An inquiry does not always deign answering. Those that exist beneath the Sun should know better than to make requests they have not rightfully earned.

[He stands from his throne, resting his hand on the handle of the axe that's besides him.]

Were you forced here against your will? Was it not of your own volition you sought me out—rather the will of some unseen entity? Foolishness.