[He's never been much of one for asking nicely, always taking the offensive and throwing his weight around. It never really had much to do, really, with the Defence Force, or Torchwood, or whoever he claimed to be representing at the time. It's just who he is.
His teeth grind together at Tyki's smooth response, but actually Tyki does give him enough information to be going on with. Hell, the frustrating response in itself is informative enough. There's a threat there and it's not even particularly veiled. However much time has passed, if any, the man hasn't changed much.]
I've never had it in me to be polite to monsters, I'm afraid. [And certainly not to beg.] It's more my style to glare at you and tell you that if you try and come anywhere near Ianto again, it'll be your blood and body parts decorating the town.