"Kind of fun sometimes," Noah said offhand. He wasn't exactly stagnating in a city basically ready to devour itself, but being hidden away and pretending to be normal was sometimes exhausting. Getting to let loose on those idiots that thought they could overpower him only worked him up more, like getting to stretch after being cooped up in one place for too long. He just wanted to go even further even if most of his opponents broke before he could get his energy out. Still, it was better than nothing. Direction in the face of abject stagnation where his own existence was concerned. If Noah had his way, it would stagnate forever. He had no intentions of dying any time soon.

Growling softly, Noah pushed Diego inside with that last remark and closed the door with the utmost of restraint. Once that was done, he whipped around and shoved Diego to the floor with little care. He was still moderating his strength (that wasn't going to change) but he would definitely stop being so delicate now. Moving quickly, he sat down on Diego's abdomen and grabbed his wrists, wrenching them above Diego's head and pinning them to the ground with one hand while his other moved to tug at the tie around Silva's neck. "I'll stop talking as long as you keep talking. Think you can manage that when your air is cut off?"