In an instant, Gaspar jerked back, whipping out the butt of the arquebus to slam into the intruder’s chest. His sharpened compass was out in his hand and brandished threateningly beside him, when he finally got a good look at the intruder’s face. Or his mask.
“You! Putain idiot, je devrais vous tirer dessus où vous vous situez!” Gaspar snarled at him, marching forward and swinging out his leg towards the other, aiming to kick him firmly in the shins. “Get the hell of my property!”
Seraffo coughed at the impact on his chest and it sent him a good ways out of the man's reach. The doctor however just laughed, not really understanding what had been said to him but he laughed nonetheless. "Your property~?" He cheeped, jumping to miss the swinging weapon that was aimed at his legs. "Why~? It's so nice here~"
