Shibirin raised an eyebrow. True, his loyalty wasn't easily won over, but it seems the this puppeteer freak was an easy push over. 'Honestly, if he wants my arm that bad, why resist? He could do it right now if he wanted, i wouldn't be able to stop him, but no, he's too focused in pleasing the Kazekage that he's forgeting who he truly is: a serial killing machine,' thought Shibirin, as he loosened his muscles a bit and relaxed his body.
He then looked out to the Kazekage, slightly proud that for once she had done something on her own. He'd say to her, "Listen here, lady. The only reason you can order around that jounin, is becuase those old hags made you Kazekage, but when that all changes, garranteed he'd come after your body parts aswell," before preparing his body for the worst. Yup, it was crystal clear that Shibirin wasn't going to get a good night's sleep today, not after all his back chatting to the Kage. He wasn't scared of her, but the puppet guy he did. Something about his way of viewing situations sends shivers down Shibirin's spine, yes, they will get along quite well.
"So...what now? Can i go to sleep, or do you have more ridiculous 'punishments' for me to endure, either way i am tired. In five minutes you'll be talking to a 'dead' corpse, i know that puppet dude will love the sound of that," he said out toward the two, knowing perfectly well that he had crossed the lady's boundries and now was just being stupid, probably effects from lack of sleep, otherwise he would've stopped at, "Hey you up there, you suck!". At first, he taunted the Kage to test her patience level, now it was just dragging on.