I'm afraid you'll die from your infinitesimal life span ere you or any other mortal could hope to be considered more than a child by comparison to an Ascian such as I--which means that I could not care less about your mortal views on when it's appropriate to criticize someone based upon their age.

[Uncrossing his arms, he shrugs his shoulders, hands out at his sides, palms skyward. Likewise letting out a sigh.]

Besides, if you are truly so sensitive, it would be prudent for you to refrain from antagonizing a man you are no match for.

[He squats down, resting his forearms on his knees as he watches his tail, his mouth pulling into a smirk. He's got to admit, there's something charming about Riz's type of goblin, not entirely different from those he's familiar, but different enough to appreciate.]

Honestly, you'd do well to keep your anger under control. Such little discipline will be your eventual undoing.

[How he says that little bit of advice isn't quite how he's said most everything else to Riz. There's a decidedly missing bit of condescension in his tone, replaced by what one might name "sincerity". Not that he expects Riz to listen, nor assume anything but ill from his words, but being a highly emotional sort himself, he's well aware of the double-edge sword such passion can prove to be.]