Wallie makes himself look away for a moment, breathing slowly, trying to focus. It's too much of a direct challenge, and Shonsu's instincts say to take the little jerk, make an example of him, demean him, humiliate him, slit his throat for insolence to his betters.

He's not Shonsu, and this isn't the World, but Shonsu isn't entirely gone, either. With a sudden movement, Wallie swiftly reached to grab Party by the throat.