His voice takes on a tone it's never really taken before. He's been under attack before, he's always good for a fight, but this was different. This thing struck at his intellect, the thing that made him who he was, something that he never thought was ever in any danger--

"Y-yeah, it did."

He paces, running his hands through his hair nervously, his tail and ears flicking a mile a minute, unable to stay still.

"The hell was that thing?!"