( It's hardly the first time Steak's come across surprisingly strong and capable beings. It happens all the time with food souls, and everyone here is an unknown quantity. He doesn't hang around to take the punch like this man does, shifting himself to the side and darting his hand out to grab Giovanni's fist as it reaches the spot where it would have connected with Steak's body. A quick movement has him yanking the man's arm backwards, stepping behind him with some simple, and perhaps disappointing words; )
I don't kill humans.
( He's managed to avoid it up until now — sent lawbreakers to the authorities whenever he could. It's his duty to slay Fallen Angels, nothing else. A quick fight with a hotblooded man is not going to change that. )
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I don't kill humans.
( He's managed to avoid it up until now — sent lawbreakers to the authorities whenever he could. It's his duty to slay Fallen Angels, nothing else. A quick fight with a hotblooded man is not going to change that. )