Shamgar glowered without a word. Once Tom would have taken such insolence as a personal affront, or ignored it as unimportant. Today he saw that the ork’s attitude was directed at Markowitz and the situation. Tom could understand that and sympathized with it, but he found it odd sympathizing with an ork. But the ork hadn’t been a part of what had brought them here as the other street samurai had. "What about Cinqueda’s statement?"