He touched me.

I flinch away and turn to sneer at him, the talons on my right hand itching to rip into something. Obviously his projection takes on some sort of physical form, however, so that means he can injure me, and likely without taking any lasting damage to himself.

That's just not fair.

"Tch." I look away, a hair's breadth away from shoving him to the ground and walking in the opposite direction. "Why shouldn't I care?"