Riley let out a snort, "That's always been it, hasn't it?" He grumbled. "The gods make these pink squishy things that wouldn't have any defense alone, but then they give them greater numbers, there's more of them than shifters and weres and the two-natured combined, more than vampires and all other things combined. And through that they get their greatest weapon." Riley bared his teeth. "Civilization." He tossed his head again and paced behind his chair. "And because of that, I won't be able to tear out nearly as many throats as I'd like." It was so ridiculous.
He turned his head towards Tao. "Fine, we'll do things your way." He said, clearly annoyed. "We'll do things your way. We have other things to discuss-" He raised a hand to scratch at his head, "Where's the new contract?"