Clifton made a mental note to hijack a satellite and crash it into Hitomi at a later date. "We'll see who castrates who, lady," mocked Clifton with contemptuous contempt. He turned back towards Brusenna. "The name's Clifton Fumbledum. I know you won't be forgetting it.." With a heroic flick of his wrist, he brushed off Hitomi's aluminum grip and strutted to the gym. He could feel his stoat loins burning deep within. They would not fail him today.