Jacque stopped as per Michelle's request as she leveled her gun at him, though the expression on his face more greatly resembled restrained laughter than it did concern, "Got a nasty little bite, don't they? I modeled em' after the paper wasp, though sadly i've yet to figure out how how to make them actually inject venom. S'a work in progress though." he said as he looked over to the chunk of ice. "Now, I have a good guess as to what you're gonna ask me next, "what do I want?", right? Well, y'see, that person you're about to sling over your shoulders like a sack of potatoes more or less promised me that she'd assist me in a brawl in exchange for freedom, and bein' a man of equivalent exchange, I don't rightly like not having a deal fulfilled. Nor am I a big fan of abduction without a good reason" he explained as he cocked his head to the side, "In fact, both of those things piss me right the fuck off." he explained as his eyes glowed a sickly shade of yellow. As Jacque's demeanor changed, the air around him and Michelle began to feel somewhat cold and damp, "To make a long story short, she owes me for services rendered, and if you try to take her, i'm gonna be lodging my foot in places that you really do not want them to be. So lets be smart and back off, yea?". Despite the threat, Jacque's tone never altered from the mildly chipper, if somewhat crass one he'd used when explaining the wasps, nor did the look of amusement, however the cold wetness in the air said everything that needed to be said of what would happen if Michelle persisted.