Every pair of eyes that met his would receive a hiss. Fancy sky cruiser or not, he was not about to become a slithering freak show for these TWO-LEGGERS. Once they made their way into the lounge, he wrapped his entire body around the first chair he encountered.

The chair now belonged to him. Property of one James Walter.

"Honestly? A pillow, some pain pills, and some peace and quiet. I'm not a hard man to please, it's been a long day."