[the look he gives Shrike brooks in no uncertain terms,]

If you're not wanted here, you're not gonna be here.

[and then he looks at Talon]

For now, seems to be a thought that there's something you can help with that I can't handle. [there's a touch of cockiness in his voice. He's used to owning these streets, and it comes across in this moment.

but whoever told him to stand down? apparently is the one who calls the shots.]