"Knockitoff, Hibari." That low, feral growl was an unmistakable warning. Haine was an ass--and if Hibari wanted answers so badly he wasn't gonna get them. Red eyes narrowed at the teenager, and his hand tightened around the barrel of his Mauser. Get rid of the tonfa, get Hibari out of the way long enough to get Nata away.
"Do I have to show you again how deep blunt fangs can sink?"