Octavio had barely noticed the sai in his face as he munched a bit more on the sandwich in his grasp. Though the creature in which he had used as his impact point was still alive. That wouldn't do. Torture wasn't in his wheelhouse. Reaching to the small of his back he pulled a pistol out, that he got while he was out and the clack of the firearm going of while the single silver round ripped through the werewolf's skull.
And as if just a normal chore, Octane took another bite finishing his sandwich. "Hm?" He questioned Elektra.
"Oh, I was up there," He pointed to a spot with his pistol. "I saw this guy," Another point to the dead beast. "So I stepped in." He shrugged like it was obvious why. Then his glance turned towards to some of the other fighters in the area. "I was out seeing what was all this about, and it proved interesting."
Watching some other beasts take an interest in the pair he glanced to Elektra. "So what brought you out?" Casual conversation. "Just for fun I assume?" He inquired as he shifted his stance to prepare for what came at them next. Octane wiped his hand off on his shirt before taking a bit of a better stance while taking one of the stakes that were left in the lobby from his belt. Wasn't initially looking for trouble, but never hurt to be prepared.