Meto looks at her. Fear was joined by that firey defience. It isn't changing at all. He trembles. "Yeah. Whatever." he says in a slightly trembling voice. Looking at her. Biting his lip. He shakes his head. "You act like I don't have any idea what that is like." he closes his eyes and when they open that defient fire is blazing. "That is where you'd be dead wrong Mindy." he says.<br/><br/>Saying her name in anger yet his voice only made it seem sexual. He couldn't help he had a sensual sounding voice that showed how sensual it was when he was angry. He blinks and looks at her in confusion. "I don't follow." he says honestly. Glaring and does a street front flip and lands in front of his bike in mid process of development. He takes on a street fighter stance. He would block any attack yet he would not lay a hand on her in defense or violence.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "I am not offering my work." he says edgedly. Glaring at her. "And I am not for sale. I am not even up for auction or adoption or anything." he says in a snake like hiss. That was how full of angry venom it was. "And you Yukuza are probably why my last shipment of bikes was GIVEN AWAY rather than being bought. Most likely why I never saw a penny of the money I was owed for them." he says in a pissed tone.<br/><br/>His temper showed he was a firebrand when angered. He was a mixture of personalities. And yet this was his angry one. The normal one was the one she'd seen. He glares at her. "Leave. You have by far overstayed your welcome here Mindy. I want you to leave." he says. Not realizing he'd left that open to be taken as her being able to leave with him in tow. Not that she would do that but it was an unintentional opening.