"I want it on the record that I fucking hate you and everything about this," Because nothing about this says he can get away without having some ceta-fucker dragging him back, probably after stunning the shit out of him. Or worse. So he goes over to the table, shooting the Ghem woman as petulant a look as he can manage before boosting himself up to sit on the surface.

"First of all, fuck you. My name choice is my business and only people I like get to ask that question." And he definitely did not like her.