Get- does punching me in the fucking head out of nowhere not count as rough?!

[Blake keeps his distance and stays on his toes in case the crazy son of a bitch decides to take another swing. The next might take his head right off.]

[His hand covers the bruised half of his face.]

All I know is a little girl disappeared and your friend had something that belonged to her. I don't need any hired goons giving me shit.