[The glare only serves to widen Ozymandias' smile because there truly is no way to save face from this. He was caught red-handed playing with the cub while in this form and it is to Ozymandias' amusement and delight. He crouches down at least so Berserker needn't crane his head quite so much to deliver unto Ozymandias that "fearsome" glare.]

I haven't the faintest idea what you are talking about. Although, [he says with a nod to the cub,] I think you ought to perhaps pay more attention to my sphinx than me. He appears to have taken the upper-hand from you.