"Look," he started, with a sigh. Being serious asked a lot of energy from him. "I first want to get two things straight. Whatever you may think of me, I am not on his side." he meant Rhoshamandes. He wanted to have that cleared. He didn't want to get killed by this guy by some misconstrued assumption. The guy seemed to think in ultimatums and Everard rather place himself somewhere in the middle for the sake of survival, than being mistaken as the enemy. "That, and I really hate it to be called 'Child'." he said fiercely through gritted teeth. "We're not in church nor at the dining table and last time I checked, you didn't turn me to darkness. Quit that degrading imprudence and we can talk, alright?"
Some might gasp at the way he spoke to 'an 'Elder', but Everard didn't give a shit. He believed strongly that respect had to be earned and he was of the opinion Seth had to come off his high horse first to get any. There were a lot of high horses in this so called court, making it feel more like a manure stained barn instead.