"..." Advent took a sharp but deep breath, his nostrils flaring from both frustration and pain. He recoiled for a moment, then flexed his fingers. Nothing swollen, but the bruising and swelling would be a bitch. He shook off his fist then took another swing. He put a hole in the galvanized steel wall and frowned. "Not consistent enough..." He mumbled, withdrawing his fist. "Look, It was hell, okay? Plus I'm fairly certain that rubber bastard's hunting me down and... Oh for crap's sakes!" He finally noticed her laughing and moved right up into her space, putting her into a joint lock before rolling forward and throwing her to the ground face first. Unlikely to hurt her much, if at all. Still, he sat on her back, holding the joint lock. That was, if anything, where the pain would come from. "I'll break it, you know... Just because you can repair it doesn't mean it won't hurt..."