Depends on what do you consider a side. [Flat, but not particularly shifty now. Straight to the point.]

If it's the prisoners here versus those self-righteously appointed to attempt holding the leash then oh, I am with you there. I seem to have been cornered into unfortunately settling in for the long term just now, but that doesn't mean if an escape hatch suddenly opened I wouldn't be out of here in a heartbeat.

But this is still a prison, in spite of it's nature and it's oddities, and though I lack personal familiarity with the experience previously, I'm given to understand it's natural that alliances get formed.

I thought myself immune to the particular weakness. I've learned recently that I am not. So you get what I'm sure is a fairly standard warning: you cross any of mine, you have crossed me. I don't play nice like the Wardens you've agitated so far do. And I hold grudges.

[His voice which was darkening and edging to a growl throughout, goes back to where it was before and he smirks again, almost indifferently.]

But that's not a threat. It's mere statement of fact. After all, you've yet to do anything I find threatening.