Nexo was a bit in shock. He hadn't seen that sort of thing since when he'd been in Egypt and then in Russia. He stares at the bloody massacured area. Wondering what happened. Wondering what they had done to him. That was the problem with the stages of awareness he went through due to the inbalance within his being. He shakes his head. Listening to the blood splatter down onto the ground. He stares at the blood and flesh that fell to the ground. Looking at it in utter disbelief. He spins around. Facing the speaker. Staring at her. She was purring her voice out. It was rather irritating. His surprise was quickly masked behind that constanly swirling blackness that was his whiteless and pupiless eyes. It was like looking into the void of oblivion. It seemed to have depth and go on forever. He stares at her. "I didn't." he says honestly. Glaring at her. "Your sick. That isn't something that is beautiful to watch." he says bluntly. "AND I DID NOT DO IT ON PURPOSE!!!!" he yells angrily. He jumps backwards as he noticed how close she was. Staring at her nervously and eyeing her suspiciously. Glaring at her as he visually calmed himself. Staring at her. "Now. And I am not a pretty boy. I am just me." he says bluntly. Staring at her as if he was able to see into her very being and could possibly tear her apart from the inside out. He shakes his head. Looking at her. "I don't care what your boss would or wouldn't love." he says bluntly. "Sarcasm is so unbecoming of a clearly beautiful woman." he says bluntly. Staring at her without any sign of emotion. "Get off your high horse. I'm not going with you anywhere kitty cat. Want a ball of yarn to play with? Cuz you ain't playing with me." he says sharply.