[Fuck. And here Badou is without his giant ball of yarn. Of all the times...so his arms fold across his chest and he takes on an expression that he hopes is more intimidating than diarrhea-like.]

Woooow, that's so brilliant of you! How didja even manage it in that big treasure addled brain of yours? Amaaazing!

[and then his voice drops, single eye narrowing]

Hey didja forget to maybe, I don't know...let the lord know what your demands were? Instead of charging in there and busting up the place? Oh, right, you didn't do any of that.

[he sighs loudly. It's a shaky sigh, one that starts on a hiccup just before one of those gut wrenching sobs in your chest. Why him.]