Tharog is getting wary of the attention. He smiles. He wears a turquoise uniform, typical for him, it features a few medals and badges, but doesn't have the shoulder pads to indicate his rank, his special black belt with a bucket featuring a skull with a 4-pointed star on the background is missing his side-arm and there is no sign that any weapon was still left on him. Yet he feels rather comfortable and is getting somewhat less angry. He doesn't like being angry, he is a peaceful person, perhaps a bit too much seeing as it caused so much trouble.
"I'm feeling special" he mutters and than he gets back to his drink.