Oh, how excellent. Public derision, the origins of which he can only fucking guess.

Rush arches a brow with an atypical theatrical flare, unimpressed.

He looks at the man in question with as much scathing self-possession as he can bring to bear, the full, intolerable force of his unmitigated scorn from which the offender cannot help but look away.

"Unfortunately, I don't believe a response monosyllabic enough exists in his case." He smiles, icy and flinted. "He needn't have acquainted himself with an entire new vocabulary on our account."