Shoving. There was something no one had done to Clarus in a while. He was a sturdy man, though, and didn't feel much more than a bump, despite Cor's strength. But when he grabbed his collar... That was the line.

Clarus's face grew hard all at once and he grabbed both of Cor's wrists and twisted them outward with a vice-like death grip and a scowl. "If you ever touch me like this ever again we'll test your famed immortality," he hissed his threat, shoving Cor back once the words were out. "I asked him questions because it's my fucking job. If you were thinking straight you'd ask questions too. Or did you grow soft and give up just because Regis dismissed you?"