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[And that's what does the trick. That vice grip forces a cry of pain (and rage) from his throat, though that only serves to piss him off even more. While he would like nothing more than to keep hold of his grip through sheer spite alone, his markings are sensitive to even the lightest touch, much less the hold this man has on him — and noting that he's not exactly lacking in the strength department.

So he uses his grip to attempt to push this asshole off of him, though should he succeed that doesn't stop him from advancing angrily. Just to make a point. And to get further out of sight.]

Let me make one thing clear, [he sneers through gritted teeth.] I hide from no one.

[He couldn't have spelled out 'i have a giant ass chip on my shoulder about this' any better if he tried. Mostly because he can't spell period, but.]