Prince Fuego: Would proceed to incinerate the person who dared talk to him
Deimos Hruvok (calm state): Tip his head slightly, then raise it again Apparently I have become a problem to you? If you will excuse me
Deimos Hruvok (beast state): Chuckle ominously, shaking head Please, what problems I have, are nothing compared to yours, for the sins you have committed are an open book to me, and your black soul is forfeit to me
Lady Sheliak: A smirk on her muzzle, tail slowly swaying behind her Mymy, most who come to my temple often come to tell me about my grace and beauty. Many of men have begged to lay by my side, a pity you aren't one of them. Hmph, didn't even see fit to bring me a gift of treasure
Yeseo: Tuck tail between her legs and lower herself to the ground as much as possible in a submissive position I-I-I'm sorry if I offended y-you in any way…p-please…I'll j-just go…
Lord Xanthos (rather close to Yeseo, so you know he's gonna be there if she's in trouble): Listen here asshole, if you have a problem with Yeseo, then you're going to become my problem…and my usual preference to take care of 'problems', is to crush the problem
Lazare: Silently sharpening blade in a dark corner
Rhath: Looking towards the person who said such a line to him, seeming more inquisitive and curious Huh, my problem? Ah, yes, I'm interested in what color of juice is in your head. The last person's skull I cracked had red juice spill out…SO LET'S FIND OUT IF YOURS IS THE SAME COLOR!!
((Have so many more characters, but here's a few))