Just as he'd predicted, she acted EXACTLY like he thought she would. He lets the smile slip of his face as she prattles on about how she too knows of the dark underworld that existed, how she was SO goddamn special and that her blood was this and that. He couldn't hide the disgust or annoyance on his face, already getting bored of her talking. "Do you EVER fucking shut up? Or do you enjoy talking about yourself THAT much?" He glares at her, hearing her say he wasn't the only one who was trouble. Did she even know what she was talking about? Her, the little girl who wined about wanting Hisoka back, so they could leave? Her, who seemed to be nothing but a mopey, crybaby, who always seemed to be depressed and shit? HER? Trouble? HA!<br/><br/>"You poor, fucking baby. 'I could easily be caught and put in a cage...' Stop feeling sorry for yourself, it's fucking annoying hearing it! As if anyone would want to catch you. They'd probably wanna get rid of you after a while cause all you can do is be a fucking pain in the ass with you feeling sorry for your goddamn self. Fuck! I'd punch you but that'd just be giving into you and your stupid woe is me shit!" She had no clue just what caliber he was on, and he was not underestimating her, but she seemed to be underestimating HIM too. "I REALLY hate people like you. When you get less annoying, maybe we'll talk again. But until the moment you can get your head out of your ass and start being a little less stupid, I, nor ANYONE else, will want to have ANYTHING to do with you."<br/><br/>His good mood was over now, and he turns and walks away, not wanting to be near her any longer. She wouldn't be saying these things like she KNEW him, saying she'd stay away if he wanted her to. Annoying. Just wait, once her little Hisoka would be back, then he could tell her. He wasn't about to explain himself to her. That was a waste of time, especially with someone like her. Leaving the field, he doesn't look back, not caring about her, or anything about her. She wasn't special. She might think she was, others might think that too. But he knew the truth. She was dirt, and everything about her was crap. Passing by people as he walks, he gets bumped into and automatically he reaches out, doing to the person like he'd done with the bird, their body falling to the ground, except this time the whole body was frozen, and when it hits the sidewalk shatters into pieces. "Watch where you're fucking going!" He glares at the head of the corpse, before continuing on his way, and instead of ice being left behind, scorched footsteps lay in his wake.