Hulk roared at Ky, hoping to scare the other man away. He hated to be watched like he was an animal. He was a person too, which is why he appreciated the Grandmaster who gave him the things he wanted to decorate his room and gave him the opportunity to have people cheer for him, instead of screaming.

_{the roar itself forced him to take an instinctively step back, but in return, his arms folded calmly across his chest. truth be told, ky could have gave his own version of one back, but he didn’t believe it was worth it. maybe later he would, but not now. “— are you done?” granted, even ky knew fighting the hulk wasn’t going to end well for him, but he was at least attempting to show no fear. maybe that way… it would prove he wasn’t here to fight. “or do you really just hate me already?”}