[When it becomes apparent that the punch really hasn't done much, Bro just narrows his eyes and glares. But he sees that wand pointed at him, and he has no intention of fighting when he doesn't have a weapon of his own. That would be suicide, and he's not stupid.]

What the fuck was that? And I don't mean the fucking magic shit you just pulled. I can get over that. But that kiss? Goddamn, I fucking taste shrimp or something and it's disgusting.

[He spits on the ground, a disgusted look crossing his face.]