[Medic considered to laugh, but in the end decided against it and rather maintain his glare.]

You can try. But I vould expect you to know better zhan to actually do so.

[He wasn't going to let himself get threatened. Especially not by some little girl. The man reaches up and closes his large, rubber-gloved hand around her smaller one still holding on to his tie. Using some more strenght, he made sure to press the bones within her hand together and leaned a bit further towards her, lowering his voice dangerously.]

...or you could go back to play vizh your dolls.