*Rex Lombardi glances down at the girl, frowning as he stared at her rather crumpled form.

"What the hell... Who... You did this?" He asked, his head snapping over towards Vinasa.

Why was he so angry? Why did he care about this dumb fishgirl?

...He didn't know. He had zero reason to outside of them sharing names. Did that make them friends?

...He hoped not. He had no idea, honestly, as he stood up, cracking his knuckles and sucking in those random 28% wounds.*
*Vinasa patted Kiburu's back. He was definitely a trooper. However,...she turned around and faced Rex with a friendly faint smile.

"Why that'd be me that did this. Are you not amused by their suffering? Considering...you aren't really a good guy, are you? In fact, I believe out of the people present here...you're the one feeding me the MOST!" She antagonized as went over to stand right in front of his face.*
*Rex Lombardi frowned, as he looked down for a moment at his hand.

Feeding her the most? What, negativity? Sin? Malice?

Probably all of the above, really. He wasn't a good guy. He was a very, bad man. Very bad. Evil, one could say. But he wasn't without emotion. His blood still boiled, he still had feelings.

And the idea of one of his friends getting hurt... Well that just ticked him off to no end.

"Tch... Here's a hint for you, sugartits... If I'm your best meal source... Don't bite the hand that feeds you." He growled, as he launched a slugger right across her cheek. It probably wasn't strong. He wasn't really strong. His best accomplishment was stabbing two guys in a bar.

But if he was a sin, he would definitely be wrath. And wrath has no breaks- Even if the train is only moving at two miles per hour. She'd get that full fist to the cheek whether she liked it or not.*