[Well, maybe they will be later, when they can all control whatever it is this place has given them. He doesn't exactly have full control over his either, nor does he know what kinds of speeds he's capable of reaching but it's something he's willing to test out.

He rolls his shoulders in a shrug, backing off a little from Makoto with a step or two in the opposite direction to give her a little space. He slips his hands into his pockets and sways.]

Nah, it's fine. You're pissed, I get it. Ain't like you're alone feelin' that way. If it woulda made you feel better to take a swing at me, I coulda let you. [A beat...] Just gimme a heads up or somethin' first if you do.