Perhaps not everyone would understand those words that Raphael did, but he didn't hold back on expressing anger. He was a bad big brother? He didn't choose to wage war enough to drive Rosen to do something he shouldn't have. Even if Raphael had not heard what exactly happened, he had a feeling that something close to that did. Else, this lowly human wouldn't dare.
His complicated relationship with Full Moon Rosen had always been properly masked as the brutal yet non-physical competition between the two clans. However, Raphael didn't doubt the fact that Roth wouldn't know; even if Dominic didn't, Roth would know for sure.
The image Raphael had kept on rippling until it just returned to the suppressed bipedal form. Raphael moved his foot and stomped at the spot where Alice's head was. Blood splattered, but he continued to glare in her direction. It didn't alleviate his anger one bit.