Reaper could care less about the repercussions (reapercussions, heh, get it) of the death arena. It was a strange ordeal, to say the least, but he's been through a pretty nasty robot uprising and endured a lot. So, while it wasn't a walk in the park, it wasn't exactly the most traumatic thing he's ever gone through in his life.
The fight with the Butcher had been effective and ruthless, despite the fact that he was on a team with a couple of kids. As much as he doesn't want to admit it, they did their part. They didn't get in his way. They took him down. It was a rough fight, of course, what with him being basically more augmented than all three of them put together, so he knows he's gonna feel the aftermath in the morning.
It'll go away, he thinks, flipping through the mostly blank "My First Death Arena" scrapbook. He's just standing there by himself with little regards to where, be it in the open or someplace more hidden. It's not like he isn't used to being in a constant state of decay and regeneration anyway. He's used to a bit of constant pain in his day-to-day.
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The fight with the Butcher had been effective and ruthless, despite the fact that he was on a team with a couple of kids. As much as he doesn't want to admit it, they did their part. They didn't get in his way. They took him down. It was a rough fight, of course, what with him being basically more augmented than all three of them put together, so he knows he's gonna feel the aftermath in the morning.
It'll go away, he thinks, flipping through the mostly blank "My First Death Arena" scrapbook. He's just standing there by himself with little regards to where, be it in the open or someplace more hidden. It's not like he isn't used to being in a constant state of decay and regeneration anyway. He's used to a bit of constant pain in his day-to-day.