[Oh no, not glaring. How will Sebastian ever survive. His tone is soft, respectful, even when his words are far more direct than usual:]
With all due respect, Sire... whilst you are royalty and thus deserving of every respect, I do not owe you that kind of information. [Mostly because no one needs to know about Sebastian's exhibitions into the heart of the monster-infested forest. Or how he's been diving to the bottom of the sea to look for an exit.]
What orders my master has issued to me is for him to disclose at this own discretion. Rest assured that my attempts have been thorough.