You manage to keep calm.

Biting back your fury, you glower over the two guards. Matteau stares at you with the same anger and distrust, though a smile plays at his lips from the other guard's comment. At your firery gaze however, the younger man stands stiff and grabs at his spear, seemingly getting ready to defend himself. If looks could kill, Matteau would probably be torn into a million pieces. Your gaze turns to the other guard, and you see a big grin plastered across his face, which only makes his thin moustache seem all the more stupid and pointless. At least his smile is somewhat genuine, and mirth sparkles in his eyes. Letting out a loud sigh, you shut your eyes and allow your anger to flare up... and then subside.

Seeing your expression soften, the younger guard breathes a sigh of relief. Keeping your head high, you walk between them. Just as you pass them, you feel a sudden pain in your backside, and you let out an involuntary gasp. A loud smacking noise suddenly pierces your ear. Your ass jiggles with the **** of the spank. Because of course it was one. You turn around to see that the older guard has reached over and given your ass a hard smack, and a long grope to go with it. You are about to draw your blade and strike, but better reason stops you. You've already stomached a few insults in the name of helping these poor people, what's another. However, you make a mental note to make them both pay, as Matteau's guffaws fill the air.