Though Freedom had gone off to do his thing with the golf cart, Kanitah had not actually ceased his posturing and boasting. It was only when Freedom returned to ask him to continue his rant that Kanitah noticed his absence. The Pundambayan would have honestly been a little offended about him ignoring him, however, what bugged him the most was what he had managed to neglect. "Monologue? Do you think I was just monologuing? No! You invalid, that was a dialogue! You were supposed to reply to that, why do you think I was answering your questions and asking you a question myself? A monologue does not expect a response, a dialogue is between two people. I'm not one of those idiots who monologues, I was expecting an answer!" 

"Some people don't understand posturing, it's what you're supposed to do during an interaction. Come on, keep up. I figured a guy with incredible abilities would understand this, are you like that previous lightbulb? The one who gave me these?" Kanitah pointed to his chest with both hands, spinning his wrists to indicate all the scars across his body. "Cause if you are this isn't gonna be fun."

He paused for a moment, placing his hand on his beard. Digging one finger in and scratching at his chin. "Now, could you tell me your name? Because I really don't like punching the teeth of a nameless man down his throat. Oh, and you can detail your powers now or later, I already know you can fly. What else can you do? Or is that all you've got?" Lowering his hand from his chin, he grabbed the four rings that normally adorn his right and left shoulder, with a slow movement he dragged them down to his fists. Hoping, honestly, that Freedom didn't care about him moving them.