He knew too well how to keep a mannerly, conventional man just at his wits end without making him willing to walk out.
"No man or creature can control the feelings of his own mind, let alone persuade another to change. Not in the manner you suggest," he said. He would argue that point because, in all honesty, he had to. It was a core belief he held where there were few enough to match it. If he could change his feelings about people, wouldn't he do that with himself?
"I'm not stiff. And I'm not little. Despite you being slightly taller than me," he was a little antagonized, but his cognitive side was kicking in again. The man, after all, hadn't really threatened him. Just seemed to have severe boundary issues.
He folded his arms over his chest, then looked at the other with a slightly pained look, unable to decide if he really should leave or stay. "And it's incredibly rude to just... throw a stranger up against the wall. Regardless of either party's... preferences."