[Action]
[Alright then. Despite his headache screaming for him not to move, Cain rolls so that he's between Eridan and Gaunt. While he doesn't want to hurt Eridan, he does apply some downward pressure into the sand.]
[He feels too damn sick to scream at Eridan like he wants to, which is probably for the best anyway, so he just sticks with a firm tone while he tries to remove the damn duct tape himself.]
Eridan, I don't give a single frak about your self-imagined xenos superiority, but you will not assault an Imperial Commissar or I will not even blink when you get purged. Do you hear me?