"That's a 'who', idiot." Rookies. This is the kind of thing they really need to learn BEFORE they blundered across such things. He points at the offending car. "That's their colors. You splash red all over on purpose like a territory marker, you're saying Maribel is better than we are, got it? And you sure as hell don't wear another Tribe's colors."

For him, this is making an effort at explaining anything. Heat is not a great person to be dealing with rookies, he's never been particularly patient even ... before. "Same goes for green, yellow and blue. The Wolves aren't stupid enough to put white all over everything." It's the one thing he'll grant them. This 'honor' thing kept them from bothering. "Since this is the only thing the damn key will start, I'm fixing the problem."

As best he can. It's not going well, but at least it's unmistakable that the orange is very deliberate.