"Of course not. I am not of your race. My apologies."

A pause, and then a sour crinkle of his snout.

"I am above your race. I am the Ultimate Lifeform, and I do not appreciate coming in here to train, only to be assaulted by your... stench," speaks Shadow, emphasizing that final word and bringing the back of his gloved hand to his face. Ugh, that scent is rotten.

"Either remove yourself from range of my general area or bathe. Now."

Yes, Equius, that is a order. It is a very strict, very forceful order, and with his head held high and his posture neat, he displays that he means business.