Drogo walks to the boards, looking intention to look if there have been any updates in the bounty on his head, when he sees Merle's note. . o O ( Dribble won't like this... ) He tacks one of his own, however, under it.
Why, Merle the Watcher dares to judge us, when she never had the courage needed to stand in front of us without aid? Clean your dirty mouth before even pronouncing a word against us, Merle, otherwise your demise will come sooner than what you expect. Be grateful that you are fairly low on the List, because if you continue with these offenses to the Family, we will have no choice but put your disgusting name on top of it.
He sighs, as he prefers negotiations before idle threats, but leaves, knowing that answering something else would mean his superior's wrath... something that he is afraid, should the others be not.