"I don't drink tea," his voice is cold and hard, swallowing down his annoyance. He likes his space and what he doesn't like in conjunction is that space being invaded. Especially frustrating is that he never once told Shade of his location, and yet here he was.

He takes a few steps forward, until he's more in front of Shade and smiles with disdain at the man, raising his one free hand to take his glasses off.

"The gun is to shoot intruders. You're lucky it wouldn't work on you." He sucks in a small breath and goes on, tilting his head to the side a bit. "Next time, ring the doorbell."