The words that were ringing from the girl just went through one ear and out the other. He paid very little attention to the girl at hand. Then he felt a hand on his body, and the momentum was just appropriate as he spun to face the girl at hand. It was easy to say there was a small look of surprise on Savage's face.
Then the impact. The sound echoed in his ears, and he could instantly taste the copper of blood. It was a good his as he staggered to find his footing, and there Savage stood dumbfounded. She hit him. Was she stupid? There was little care to where he was, blood was spit right out to the floor. A good healthy amount too, or unhealthy... whichever way you looked at it. Bringing his hand up, he touch the already swelling lip. Blood on his fingers. Damage assessment was a simple cut in his mouth, and a split lip.
There was a smile on his lips as she yelled. Difference, she was yelling and he was cool and calculated. He pointed to her again. "You try that again, you little cunt, and you'll regret the actions." Then his finger pointed to the same door. "You do your own guard duty."