Jake's calm rationality when he asked Linus if he wanted to be escorted out of his [master's home] made his words feel far more ruthless.
It was as if he detached from his ego and let every word and action become ammo.
Everyone watched Linus, waiting to see what he'd do. After swallowing nervously, he glanced at everyone and then at his hand.
"Look…." Linus sighed, looking at the emperor, "I'm an idiot with a temper problem. I'll work on it, so please don't make me leave."
Kaze glanced at the man with a piercing glare that sent waves of shivers crawling down his spine.
"Then sit." Jake ordered calmly, answering in place of his emperor. His calm was psychologically terrifying in its own way.
The athlete dry-swallowed and turned around, walked to a free spot in the back of the room, and sat obediently.
Jake made eye contact with Kaze, who gave him a solid nod of approval.
