With a handful of your hair grasped firmly in his hand and his other arm around your neck in a chokehold, he had taken to mocking you between barky laughs. "This is the best you can do? I've met toddlers who hit harder." He tightened his grip around your throat as he readjusted his stance. His taunting only stopping when you jabbed your elbow back in an attempt to hit his stomach, though he kicked the back of your knees and watched with satisfaction as you hit the ground. "Ahh, c'mon big guy, just say 'uncle'. All you have to do is-" he paused promptly after feeling the subtle burn along his wrist, he cast a glance at where the sensation had started and noticed the changing shape of the small soulmate mark on his skin. Jagged marks of the rat snake now sat weaving around the leg of another animal. He quickly inspected your wrist and found the same mark signifying that he'd just spent nearly 40 minutes beating up someone who was meant to be his soulmate. He paused before asking jokingly "...kiss and make up?"