The coffee was burning like hell. The liquid spilled on his crotch and he could feel real pain from it, but he beared his emotions of crying and yelling and stood still for a moment. Leaving this occurance as nothing have happened, he got enerved and talked again:
-Sit the hell down right now and don't you dare raising your voice to me again! I asked you two simple questions Gaul and you are not in the position to decide anything. You are still here because of your arrogance and lack of contribution, you could see we are "kind of" comprehensive even with scum like you- His tone waved on the entire room.
After a short moment Jefferson felt calm again. He put out his cigarrette and talked again -Answer my questions Ambre and I'll personally throw you in space with a ship and put you on the road back to the Roi. If you keep dodgeing my questions as if it was a bunch of bullets, you can be sure you'll end up writing sticks on your cell's wall for a long long time.