Thaddeus staggered back from the attack, more from the blow to his gut than any real surprise. With the help of one of the guards, he righted himself quickly, anger flashing in his eyes as one hand twisted, ready to strike. After a second, he breathed and relaxed his hand, simply watching the guards as they subdued the elf. That momentary glee had vanished from his eyes though and now Thaddeus looked down with an unreadable, but clearly not positive expression. "We'll have to do something about that later, I think," he muttered under his breath. Making a show of clenching the chain in his hand, Thaddeus pulled the elf toward the door. "But enough of that. Thank you again for the opportunity to do business. Have a good day." With one last nod, he exited the office. Though it seemed that they waited for some kind of reaction from him, Thaddeus had no intention of giving one. For this point on, he could handle his elf himself.