Yes, yes, you are the Tree's, I am the Tree's, we are all stuck here, but you must belong to someone, you damnable little...

[He'd have more insults if he wasn't so pissed off and yet aware of the fact that he couldn't do anything. His only option was flinging the kid off, and Ambassador's not about to leap off himself. He can't quite bring himself to throw the child. Not quite.]

Fun? This, it is hardly fun. It is an annoyance. It is more than an annoyance.