Kratos had assumed that once he made it clear that he would not be answering any inane questions about himself, the two would back off. As usual, it seemed he had underestimated the researcher spirit; in fact, he had hardly expected Rita to grab his wrist with particular ferocity.

Unfortunately, as a certain Lloyd Irving knew, Kratos reacted poorly to abrupt physical contact, and this time, unlike before with Raine, he was fully on guard - as well as angry. With no sword on hand, he turned to the next best alternative: Raine's fork. Pushing the movement range of his right arm to its limits (he still had that garish brace strapped to it, unfortunately), he managed to grab the utensil and swing it up so that it was pointed at Rita's neck, just below her chin.

Even as his arm protested the sudden movement, the reaction was so natural that not even Kratos fully realized what he was doing. "Please release my hand." For emphasis, he dug the fork in a little deeper.