Hopefully the bullets in that gun and those words are not for the Miqo'te, because Rhus is growling loud enough, tail low and stiff, for the sound to be a threat-- but not at the man he just saved, no. He's growling at the person he's just pinned down, hand grasping at the would-be assassin's neck. His claws are neither sharp nor long, he's been trimming them down to fit into gloves, but he certainly acts as if they were still long enough to leave punctures in skin.

This hunter will certainly not be getting up, not with the considerable weight on them. Rhus may be a short man, but his strength and the weight of his greatsword certainly make up for that.

And his single-minded desire to just hurt as well, and if he's n ot stopped, he might just break something.