"Are punch or fuck all you can do when you don't like how things go?" Kaito replies, sounding perhaps distracted. Even with his long arms, that wasn't particularly comfortable. So Kaito tugs against the grip and shifts, not really expecting to get free so much as experimenting with how much room he has. Not enough to reach his gun quickly, and the whip was no better a closer range weapon than his own fist.

"The first one sounds like less of a pain."