The redhead's glances at the two little girls behind him was starting to piss off the old man. He cracked his other knuckles and folded his arms across his chest, taking a step towards the two intruders.

"Your momma done sounds like she's fulla shit, boy," Cid spat, wiping at his nose with his thumb. "And the only person who's gonna git hurt if'n they don't leave is gonna be you."

He hadn't brawled in a while. The pilot had to wonder briefly if maybe it wasn't a good idea to get in a fight without actually knowing his own strength.

Ah, well. This little shit looked scrawny enough to take.