[ If he actually still had a sense of humor, being called son would have made him laugh. It had been a long time since anyone called him anything like that. Instead, he was just clearly not going to budge. ]

You answer my questions, I'm out of your hair. Otherwise.

[ He lifted the gun slightly, the muzzle pointing at about knee cap height, several bits of it coming to life, glowing in the dark. ]

I'll be wasting a lot more than your time.