Darius winced at his weight and frowned gripping a handful of grass. "It's beyond civilized. It's It's fashion on an artist!" He threw the clump hoping to hit the other man in the eyes but it was just a handful of grass that just managed to fall on his own chest while a few pieces stuck to his hand. He let his head fall back and he still glared up at the other.

"The idea you represent anything civilized is a joke."