[The wince is a hard to hide - Edward's form still distresses Guzma a bit (it's so dang weird and creepy, not to mention bad memories and all that) - but the big man catches himself and bounces back pretty quick. Partially because he's being called out, and nothing sets him off faster.]

Whoa there, freak-o, who said I was used to this? I said before, I been stupid enough to get my rear end dragged to one beast world. One where there's uglier critters than even your unsightly mug. Which - by the by, sport - may be why I'm about t'keel over, yeah? You think 'bout that?

You making me wanna toss my salad right quick.