[That's what he reacts to? This guy is baffling.]

Ain't you heard yourself? Normal folk don't talk like you do, and you don't think twice about givin' orders and just expectin' folk to follow, either. Bein' able to spot the folk who can legally beat seven shades of misery out of you is the sort of thing you learn fast, yeah? Meanin' no offense.

[He means some offense. It's an otherwise honest answer, though. He cracks a tight, wry smile, the whip scar on his cheek crinkling as he does.]