[Well, well. Not bad at all. His eyes follow the cream puff's flight path through the air to where it goes splat on the ground... or rather the eyes atop his hood do. His attack is soundly foiled but he doesn't seem all that put out by it, just smirking as he turns his focus back on Lux.]

You are? But that's so boring. [He drops out of the air, drifting down to the ground beside the discarded pastry and stomping a foot down on it for good measure. Somebody probably put a lot of work into making those things with their bare hands... it's the only fate they deserve.] And here I was thinking of trying something new and starting the year off with a good grudge, but I guess you're not the kind of person I'm looking for....