Stirring trouble

Obsidian took a step back, unsure if he should respond to that sort of answer. 

From what he had deduced it would seem that he wasn't the only one who had a bad feeling about that female, but unlike them, he didn't harbor such resentment as they did.

His mind trailed to when he had simply knocked her unconscious, he guessed that she was fortunate enough that he was the perpetrator and not Nix.

"Do... Do you mean what you just said?" Obsidian voiced out, gauging his reaction.

Nix raised a brow and glared at Obsidian, in an instant he burst out in peals of crazed laughter. 

"I wasn't convincing enough?" He began and pointed a finger at Obsidian and continued with his laughter.

Obsidian narrowed his eyes, he saw nothing funny and when he turned his attention to Lank momentarily, he could see a flash of anger and confusion mixed in them.