Vector didn't so much startle as stiffen with Fallen's appearance, the palms of his hands twinging pain.

"I sincerely hope you feel every ounce of hate I poured into the creation of this blade..."

As Aurex hissed at the new voice and fled, he shook his head wearily, straightening up. "I've been occupying myself elsewhere," he answered, giving the other Original a disapproving look. "If you wish to speak with me, the communicators work better than waiting here."

And disturbing his haven.