*Mortar seems almost impervious to the jeers, and a smile almost forms on his face, almost taunting Irina with it* Oh, so you DID want to rip them apart? Sorry, no can do, they've already been relocated, just in case. Don't worry, I'm sure there are plenty of things at the Dojo that you can rip apart instead: Animals, plants, those tough bagels in the center of town, you name it. *This time a smile DOES form on his face, however fleeting, as he quickly wipes it away* Also, judging by my scouts, you've been murdering people with no fault to you, which is no Bueno if you ask me, just to get me here? All that trouble for me, huh? Seems like either you have a crush on me, which is highly unlikely, or, in the depths of that warped, twisted, sick mind of yours, you've developed a little bit, just the teensiest bit of fear of me. I can see why: Ex God, Lord of Cinder, Thief of Souls, and Giver AND Taker of life. Anyone can kill someone, but it's hard to bring someone back.