"<span style="font-family: courier;">Whoa, whoa, whoa</span>," Nit exclaimed, holding their hands in front of their face. "<span style="font-family: courier;">Who... ever said I was gonna... have to fight that... guy? He's cool for... a showy human..."</span>Nit lowered their hands, eye widened, before scoffing and swearing under their breath, obviously dissatisfied with such a sudden and violent thought. Despite their apparent shock however, the smugness they had still somewhat resonated in them. It was like a sturdy structure stuck in a wicked storm that destroyed everything in sight say for that one structure. It would become a monument, remembered for remaining standing at such a rough time, but also as a reminder of that faithful day. Of course, Nit's smugness was not that striking, but the fact that it remained despite the shock from just now was intriguing.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">So it's all about... brawn and peer pressure... eh?</span>" Nit chuckled lightly, but almost sinisterly, as if mocking Axe for stating such insipidities. "<span style="font-family: courier;">You know, someone could... be the strongest and... most revered individual the... world has ever seen, but... if they've got no... brains, then it's pointless. Not... saying Scarlet's an idiot... though. Don't tell... him that. Please.</span>" Resuming their super villain-esque chuckle, they reached out a hand and gently grasped Axe's chin, pulling her much closer to their face than she originally intended. "<span style="font-family: courier;">But tell me, human. He taught... you how to fight. But did he teach... you how to feint? How to... lead an opponent astray... with mere movement... alone? Or maybe... Just maybe...</span>" Suddenly, Nit jerked their head forwards, lightly nipping Axe right on her right cheek with incredible speed. "<span style="font-family: courier;">... predicting their attacks?</span>" They only kept their jaws in the position they had it in for a few seconds before letting go and backing off. A thin string of warm, sticky drool connected between the two for a small while.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">Just let me be... happy with myself</span>," Nit grumbled, hearing their phone go off from the text and reaching out for it. "<span style="font-family: courier;">Trust me, if... humans can bear to see... a one-eyed alarm clock walking... around, they should be... able to handle its... pear-shaped body. If not, I... could always "punish" them.</span>" Nit began casually reading the message as if what they just said was something anyone could say in any random conversation, their eye narrowing as they gradually looked over at Axe. "<span style="font-family: courier;">You gave him my... Why? You little...</span>" As they smuggled in the ringtone, Nit flicked Axe on the chin, which surprisingly felt no more bothersome than what a human could muster. It was a playful action anyhow, so no harm was to be done.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">That reminds... me...</span>" Nit looked up at Axe, arms folded again. "<span style="font-family: courier;">You said we... were gonna check on... Red McSwole, eh...? Unless you're lazy like... me and prefer the... comfort of the cushion.</span>" Nit stretched and yawned, crossing their arms behind their head.