I'm done playing games, son of a female dog.

[He wanted lunch. And he wanted to eat very far away from te greasy-haired asshole.
He couldn't believe he landed himself here. He had thoguht he committed the perfect crime...
His eyes drifted closed, then popped back open. Climbing down the stairs, he pointed at Loki.]

You. Top bunk. I want to sleep undisturbed.