Vizek bares his fangs in annoyance, "Damon! Listen to me! I have no idea what you're talking about. Whoever you think I am or have done, you're wrong because I'm fairly sure I haven't gone senile yet." The green dragon pauses, giving Damon an stern look. "Since you're Damon right? Or are you someone else?"
"Enough of your act already, Vizek, of coursse I'm Damon. I don't know why you're doing thiss, but I've had enough. Leave me be. I want nothing to do with your kind. No exceptionss. Not for you, not for Ssarah." With an irritated hiss, Damon starts walking away.
Before you criticise someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticise them, you'll be a mile away and you'll have their shoes.