[Alfendi Layton really isn't a violent man. Intellectual problems are more his forte, so he's quite ill-prepared for a fist fight, especially given his not-so-healthy condition. But what he lacks in know-how, he makes up for it with sheer determination. He's not the type to back down and let people step all over him. His ego won't allow it.]
[The jab to his solar plexus momentarily makes him lose his breath in a loud wheeze, some phantom pain twinging momentarily from something other than the hit. But he grits his teeth, reaching his hand back to slap her right on the ear as he growls, his voice low:]
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[The jab to his solar plexus momentarily makes him lose his breath in a loud wheeze, some phantom pain twinging momentarily from something other than the hit. But he grits his teeth, reaching his hand back to slap her right on the ear as he growls, his voice low:]
Get off.