It doesn't exactly take effort for Kaito to not immediately respond to the barely veiled threat. He's aware, in a detached sense, that Takeuchi Sora could snap him in half. But then, any Stormrider with a handful of skills could, that was the power of Air Treck. He'd never allowed it to back him into a corner yet.

He slips his cigarette back into his mouth but doesn't take a drag off of it. "If I'm so predictable, what do you think?"