[Target] *grabby hands*
[The attack actually takes Sesshoumaru by surprise. Hopefully, someone's recording the moment, because it's not likely to happen again. He swings around, golden eyes narrowed, and soon identifies the culprit. The knuckles of his right hand crack as he curves his fingers into talons, allowing acid to coat his claws. Something in his stance dares Stitch to try that again, but miraculously, without simultaneously promising the alien a painful death if he does.]