"I shall make any suggestion I wish!" He roared back at her, forcing his chair to topple backwards as he himself rose from it. "You disgust me, vampire! You pretend we are equals here but pigs are good enough for my family, but your precious harem can endure no such slur?" He spat, "You are a hypocrite, Mariella, a hypocrite and a madam!" His heckles were rising now, nails biting into the wood of the table as he resisted the urge to do more than hurl words across the table. Mariella has escaped such a thing due to her gender and her nature, but he had no fear of her, and no inclination to treat her with any amount of respect. She deserved none.