[He stares him in the eye, his expression cold and unforgiving. A few months ago, Toby's incompetence would have been understandable. Endearing, even. But now that he has blood on his hands, it's suddenly not so cute anymore]

In this world, I have seen knights. Sorcerers. Men and women from every era of history imaginable, and people from worlds more strange and fantastic than this one.

[The heat is gone from his voice, now replaced with pure cold]

And yet they still managed to bungle their way through the network in a week or two. Maybe not all of them, but enough of them to count. And you really expect me to believe that it took you an entire month to learn the ropes?