[Help? What the hell was that little shit going to do?! Did he honestly think that some tiny whep like himself was going to be able to fix anything?! In a fit of pent up rage he storms to the door, rippes it clean off it's hinges and tosses it behind him. He grabs Light by the neck and pushes him back to the wall before lifting him up and slamming him against it. He doesn't appear to be putting in much of an effort to do this either, if anything he's holding back]

Oh really now? You want to help? You want to try and win the fight that I lost? With your bony shoulders and scrawny arms? Really? Can you even get out of my grip now? You're pathetic. Do you have any idea how simple it would be for me to crack your skull right now?