[Isis is a sharp-eared bird, even if her constant staring betrays nothing behind those eyes. Tyler decides to hold that in reserve for later.]

Nothing so much as I'd like to warn you to watch who you're flashing that condescending tone at. You're going to get yourself in trouble, or at the very least scorned by most of the current Rocket team if you don't start sounding like less of a tool. No one likes being patronised.

[Least of all him. And so he chooses to finish the conversation himself, with a little half wave, half salute, before he-- disconnects, the little shit, Tyler just hangs up on Solus.]