While he wouldn't look directly at her, something gnawing at him that he didn't like and couldn't understand under the hazing press of lash out, destroy that his instincts demanded. Senshi were parasites, things that crawled and infected the city.

He'd been putting another one in their place but -

That didn't seem right.

Blinking, the general shook his head, unable to focus until she was speaking. Threatening. Head snapping up he gave her a cat-like grin. "Bring it on, sweetheart." The tiniest touch of flirtiness was there, a sliver of a reminder of who he should have been rather than the man that was projecting now. "I'd like to see you try." It gave him a cute mental image, little senshi trying to best him.

But then she was gone, a sense of calmness beginning to seep into his skin. The sharp, angry, snarling edges of instinct began to settle, like a cat who no longer felt threatened.

Labyrinthite set off to finish his night.

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fin!