"I fight far better with swords than with words, Salvatore." The Templar muttered in prime annoyance showing a rare moment of agitation. "Haven't you noticed by now?" There was a tinge of haughtiness in his tone but Alayre honestly meant nothing behind it. He's just agitated beyond belief. The poor man wasn't exactly thrilled with the state of things here with the Inquisition an probably never would be.

"I'm not the kind of man to keep beating on the same dead horse repeatedly."