The implication was unappreciated, so the trickster yanked up the other mans sleeve and gripped his palm over another nasty looking bruise. After a few moments he then started to infuse it with magic, but he was sure that his message was put across when he looked up and smiled sweetly.
"I have my ways" He growled, moving to work on the cuts on Williams face, though his tone implicated that none of them were pleasant.