Edgard frowns and looks Abby dead in the eye. He raises one finger and hisses air through his mouth.

"Who are you? A pain tolerance developing expert?"

He motions down to Allumin,

"And who are you? Some kind of..a..." He's got nothing. Edgard quickly thinks, the man's is on the floor, what's something on the floor? "Some kind of a rug?"

Edgard holds his arms out and huffs.