[Well then. Time for Chobe to get up, bending over as far as he can. . .and then try to smack Akira right aside his head. It's just a normal slap--maybe a little too normal for someone who was just threatening his life, like he's used to trying to get folks to shape up. He could do the whole vine magic shit again, but why waste it? That and he's just utterly baffled at the disrespect. He's a feared and ruthless bandit! When did civilians get so catty??]

Oi, brat! Get the hell up! You got a death wish? I want this box movin'! Or do ya wanna be hand delivered to whatever rich fuck is tryin' to sell us off?!

[He's aware he could just leap out of this mobile prison and book it on foot. But he's in an unknown place at an unknown time, and for as confident as he is, he figures a bit of caution is warranted in this situation.]