Xiang Tzu rolled his eyes and turned to face you completely now, crossing his muscular arms over his chest in typical ‘disinterested teen-villain’ fashion as he did. When he spoke, a cocky, mocking quality laced his voice.

What do you want?

He asked in what can be more properly identified as a grumpy tone. Xiang Tzu had still not changed his slightly confrontational position, arms firmly crossed over broad and brawny chest, chin slightly elevated a little bit, eyes looking at you in a very 'suspicious' manner, eyebrow arched with arms tightly crossed as his large biceps slightly flexed under his armor.

He narrowed in dark eyes somewhat, scrutinizing you. His hands flexed a bit at his arms being crossed and he huffed an irritated air through his nostrils out his lungs as he said in an almost mocking manner.

Didn't you hear me the first time? I asked what you want with me!

He repeated again with even more annoyance clearly coming in his deeper tone.

With his somewhat standoffish mannerisms, Xiang Tzu seemed a far cries indeed from a 'polite hello'.