Ignatius looked from Borr to Schmoop. The man had made the poor little elf cry. And Iggy wasn't having it.

"Sir I understand what the task was here, but I thought you were going to instill fear into the elf, not bully it. I do not believe the Minister would approve if he heard that his prized Lord was showing the men of the future that bullying those smaller than us always worked in life." Iggy sighed. "Schmoop is doing the best he can. If he said that he didn't put the garbage in your office, I believe him. Please leave him alone."