Ser Drimmle's eyes go wide for just a moment at Marcella's words. But then every muscle in the man's face appears to clench, his lids closing to create a glare, his lips pulled back to reveal gritted teeth. "My life has already become a living hell," he hisses, the malice in his eyes stoked now when he looks down at his foot for just a moment. Returning his gaze to Marcella's he adds, "Your lot have seen to that."