To not be spoken down to by a man acting like a child, among other things. I could proceed to list them, if you like.

[ A sharp retort that lacks the fire needed to make it a real barb, eyes drifting to the watch before returning to Qrow himself. He smells like alcohol, the bitter stale scent that comes from liquor consumed and not liquor still in its glass. How long has he been here? Long enough to get himself drunk, and Sasuke considers whether or not slapping him would help to sober him up. Unlikely. ]

Did you read my messages or didn't you?