Against all of Bastien's better judgment, the merman all but hisses at this bloke when he comes too near. This weird looking shiny thing is his, got dammit! His. No one is going to snatch this odd looking contraption from him, especially since he found this fair and square.

"You ought to go back to ye mum before you get yourself hurt!" Bastien threatens as he flicks water at the youth using his tail. Who says merfolks can't be rude. Bastien is a rude little cuss right now. "This mine now! My shiny." The scaly bastard holds up Tony's drone with a proud grin.

"Now sod off, lad! Or I'll bite you." Yes, he's serious. Bastien will take a chunk out of his bastard if he gets any closer.