[Oddly enough, it's the young man's words that bring Kanda up short, just shy of launching the next offensive. Stepping back, he watches Damian with a sharp eye, an assessing gaze, to try to determine just how hard he'd actually hit the kid before he lets out an annoyed sigh, weapon lowering into little more than a ready stance.]

I'm not here to defeat you right before an assault, idiot. Learn when to pick your battles - you'll survive longer for it.

[That said, Kanda steps to the side, reaches out... and grabs a bottle of water that he tosses with a negligent hand towards Damien.]

You've got instincts though, kid.