Heras Box
Saraf gave a hiss, lifting his arm to help to deflect the punch, certain that another blow to the head wasn't going to help him. He glared down at her and said, "A savage like you demanding I learn manners, that's rich." He snapped, finding her presence grating at best.
"I could care less what brought you to my house, woman. You're about to be sent on your way so I don't care to know any of the details." He said, waving a hand. As she started to try to kick at him as well he hissed out, "Don't try your luck with me, I can still just leave you here instead of bringing you were you want to go if that is what you want." He was tempted to just turn on his heel and head inside. He was sure that she could find someone else more willing to deal with her despite how rude she was. He'd only be too happy to leave her here and get back to what he'd been doing before he was so rudely interrupted.