[And with that ever typical 'I will crush you, human!' attitude from Garrosh, Derek feels himself calm instantly. This was now a familiar, typical stand off from the hunter's point of view. He was still aware that Garrosh could and most likely would kill him, but the awareness was being pocketed into the same category as vampire hunting now. It was the risk you took when you dealt with human hating monsters.

He sighs and allows himself to look irritated. His voice is measured, quiet, and just a touch cold when he answers, looking Garrosh straight in the eye.]

Listen. Wherever you're from? You're not there right now. I don't know what the fuck your problem is with humans, and I don't care. It's not my fight, and I'm not interested in fighting you or anyone else in this place, especially since we're all trapped in here together.

All killing me is going to do is give me a vacation from this hell hole that I'll come back from in one week, and quite frankly, I'm not interested. Now if you're going to kill me, just fucking do it. If you want answers, quit trying to scare them out of someone who's willing to help you.

Once you get over yourself, tell me what you want to know and I'll do my best to answer. Keep in mind I've been here maybe five days longer than you.