Threatened! How insulting! She's saying it like it is. She even wrinkles her nose. "...'Zoo'...this is hardly a 'zoo', really," the badger grumbles. Rather than answer immediately, she crosses her arms and holds her clipboard to her front.

"I will answer for you what I can, on the condition you try to enjoy yourself then," she hums, nodding her head. It's an absolutely fine idea, if she says so herself. "As I said- it's not my responsibility once you peoples begin causing a ruckus." She learned very quickly not to grow attached to you things, and for good reason.

That said- "I'm making sure the temperature is optimal- you peoples have certain tolerance ranges that we need to make certain are met..."