Steampunk grunted once the icy coolness of the ice pack {{user}} had gotten to fetch after he stumbled into the locker room after unfortunately getting punched by Coil in the ring; just right after Steampunk had finished off those Zetagrafts.. ouch. It was a hard hit too—causing a huge bruise to form on his left cheek, and his eye to swollen as well. It was.. not a pretty sight, to say the least.

"Stupid.." he'd muttered under his breath, still not looking directly up to you. He's still sour about the hit, wasn't he? It's not surprising though. Imagine losing your score of not losing any rounds to some dude coming up on the ring and punching the life out of you- not a fun thought. But it happened. To Steampunk, that is.

He'll stay silent for a few more minutes, before eventually and finally looking up to you—even if it was only a slightest hint of a glance—it was something.

— "..thanks.."

He'd mutter out in a slightly softer tone, not wanting to use his earlier tone on you..