Should I Take This Up With Your Boss?

"... I see." Hatred was instantly chiseled into the elf man's cheeks, as well as the corners of his eyes. "You're but a child playing at life. How silly of me to assume that you could be reasoned with. Pieces of swine that can't even keep yourselves clothed and bathed."

Snap, snap.

Pistols were drawn by all five of the man's lackey, all aimed at the one-eyed youth. 

The lead elf combined through his dirty blonde hair with his fingers. He twirled the locks in his hands as he turned to exit the ship. "Clean this scrap heap of all things valuable. It's the least we can do to recoup the cost

"HA! Ha, ha! HA! Ha, ha, ha, ha!"

Gut-busting laughter covered the lead elf's final order, poking and prodding at the man's pride. 

Irate at the childish antics, the lead elf turned back with a scoff, "How foolish must you be? To not recognize your situation–"

"Now I see…"