"You-! What the hell is wrong with you?! That was noisy!" whispering every word, the man seemed more concerned with the level of sound produced than by the fact that a stranger had just smashed his face in and invaded his home.
Well, at first at least, once he stopped rubbing his face, which was thankfully not bleeding, the man finally got to take a look at Loimos, his boots, his dark mantle, gloves and cage-like visor, the confusion being apparent.
"Listen… I don't know why you are dressed up as some sort of mediaeval knight- But please be silent! You should know that those things would come to check anything too loud" putting one hand forward in between himself and Loimos, the man helped himself up to his feet using a nearby table.
