You're next. The threats of violence just made Kubo angrier. Who else would this guy threaten on the ship just for standing their ground, who'd actually be afraid? There were so many civilians who worked here, so many young people who hadn't already been hurt by needlessly cruel persons who believed their authority was law.

That was the comparison, he realized, that was making his blood boil. The Moon King had believed his own whims and arrogant pride were worth being upheld as law. This Judge did the same thing. Maybe with written laws at his back, but if there was a written law that said he could do this - then it was a terrible law, worth standing up against.

And there was less an excuse for it, from this man. As far as Kubo knew, he was as mortal as the Moon King had not been. Just another flesh and blood person experiencing all the trials and joys of mortality . . . and he'd still decided that his whims mattered more than other peoples' right to their own, peaceful lives.

He pulled out his omnicom and started to record the situation. It meant letting go of his shamisen, but he'd dropped the device before without breaking it, and he could drop it again if Garrus needed backup.

"You need to stop threatening us. I told you that's not how Legionnaires do things. Why do you think you're allowed to break my kneecaps just for already being where you wanted to walk?"

It was a little bit of a redundant question, particularly with all the witnesses, but it would get the Judge talking. And then Kubo could keep as many civilian witnesses as possible out of the Judge's attention. Better that no one else got hurt because of a fight he was in.

Not like the last time his village had suffered, just because he had lived in it.