Five smirked at Three's first few words, calling him out on his opinion of himself. He was right, and he was also right that Five couldn't care less. He snarled at him, however, when his words became more aggressive at him. "Boy, don't you go thinking you have the right to tell me what's right or not. I'll be damned if a Failure is going to try and tell me how to run my show around here."
He clenched his fist in frustration. The feline was so weak and fragile looking, limping about wrapped up in all those bandages. Man, how perfect of an opportunity it was to deliver the swift backhand of a fist to him right now.. But Five knew better. Unlike most of the other disrespectful ingrates around here, he knew better. "Look, I did what I was told to do. I did what I HAD to do. And you know what? Yeah, I did what I wanted to do. But it worked. I got the job done. I tried just pushing and it wasn't enough, so I shoved, then hit, finally she got the message and tapped into her abilities..a hell of a lot faster than your nurturing baby talk type of crap would have done.."
He looked over at Seven as he approached, smirking as he butts in in his attempt to intervene. "Oh, we're just having a friendly chit chat, that's all. None of your business, now move along.." He waved a hand at the mantis in a shooing motion. He was starting to become rather irritated after what he'd call a job well done, and he was was starting to really enjoy the idea of passing the emotion around to everyone else, tenfold, if they didn't back off.