[Wow. You know, that wasn't something he was interested in, either, yet he's strangely annoyed about being rejected so fast!]

You would be honored to lay your hands upon me, mongrel. [Those words are for Kamui, but he looks at the scientists with narrowed eyes as he continues:] If I were to allow it. Which I will not. I am not here for your entertainment.

[Not with that attitude—]