Piotr narrows his eyes at that entirely unappreciated sass and takes a step forward, eyes flashing.

"You made enough of an impression on my wife for her to request that I accept your audience as a favor, and I gave you the chance you asked for. You even survived it. Congratulations. But don't let it get to your head, mutant. My camp is not a court, and you are no jester. You do not have my ear, and you certainly do not have enough of my trust to vouch for a man from the planet that delivered us this war!"