Mr. Universe clicks his tongue, sneering and unfazed. He's plenty confident that even if Jamie tries for a first strike, he's more than capable of countering it. For now, though, it's a battle of wits of a sort. And he's even more sure he's got more of that than Jamie.

"Oho, you want to impress me, huh? That's flattering. All I've ever seen Pride do is satisfy themselves."

Part of him really would love to tussle Jamie's hair for maximum condescension, but he holds back. "Don't worry, little guy. When the time comes, I'll make sure to have an eye on you. So you'll have at least one."