Of course he hadn't thought it would be that easy. None of this ever is, and 76 isn't sure what he was hoping for, exactly. Now he's angry and they're both getting riled up, and he's going to have to keep going without the answers he wants.

Unless he can beat them out of Reyes, and that laugh almost makes him want to.

He tries to breathe, calm down, remind himself that throwing the first punch is just what Reaper wants. 76 has ammunition of his own--he just has to think for a second and use it.

When he speaks, it's calmly, coolly, trying to mirror Reaper's own nonchalance.

"Well, you haven't been able to kill me yet." And not for lack of trying. "I'd say I'm doing pretty well."