"Are you kidding?" Hikaru mutters, grabbing his queen from across the table and slamming it down beside him in preparation to promote a pawn in about 7 or so moves. It's a long way to go, but it's also a pleasant way to counter his opponent's sheer audacity.

Soon after, he slides his pawn to f4, and the way he slams the clock demonstrates his anger well enough. His eyes, as dark and cold as they always are, pierce into his opponent like a predator watching its prey, before they quickly glance back down at the board.

He hates being disrespected, especially in a game that's currently going his way. At this point, it's just poor sportsmanship that his opponent hasn't resigned yet.

It's a bit amusing, too, he supposes.