“You betta listen to me, Kaptain. I’ve smashed lots of ‘eavy humies. Imma beat da know wots into ya if I have to.”
There were other things running through the Kaptain’s head. He was surprised by this, and now he had eyes from all over gazing at him and his reaction to the bellicose Ork words. It was important to show strength in this situation, even if it wasn’t aggressive, for the sake of respect, but… there was more, an urge to do more than just stand his ground.
“Boss, nobody’s lookin’ to get rid’a ya,” which would have been enough, had he not went on, “even if some a da boys do gots betta tin faces from fightin’ the humie’s metal boyz.”