"And I will not." Vincent grinned. "In fact, there's only one piece of simple advice I can give you from all the way over here."

He pointed one gloved finger at the paw that had lashed out at him earlier and smiled. "And that is: rather than lash out at me, why not just tear it yourself."

"Without attacking my brother this time, if you will." If he needed them, the scissors in his pocket could double as a throwing knife, and it was a known fact that Vincent's aim was nothing short of perfect.