"Careful, kitty cat, I could rip your throat out before you can shift any further." Aster snarled, tightening his grip on the other painfully.
"You will not get better if you keep this up, young man, you will not leave here until I am satisfied that you will not die within a few days of leaving." Doc states, voice louder and more commanding than before, a sign he was losing his patience.
"Call me kitty again, I dare you you stupid dog. And you-" He said looking over at Doc. "You don’t tell me where to go and what to do, and you certainly don’t get to call me ’young man’." He hissed shifting further and trying to kangaroo kick Aster off
"Oh you dare me huh, kitty cat?" He sneers, narrowing his eyes dangerously.
"Aster, behave." Doc says softly, sighing."I’m the head doctor here, also the human personification of this building, so yes actually, I can tell you what to do and where to go. I am also old enough to be your father, so young man is a perfectly appropriate thing to say." He points out, looking mildly annoyed.