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Bruce's brows furrowed somewhat in confusion. He didn't expect this, the woman went boldly up to him causing him to step back cautiously and kick the bench that was behind him. The wood cracked loudly and he grunted. He lowered his head automatically for a moment expecting a shock to jolt through the collar at his neck if he refused. Then he remembered what his job was in that place. He was the security it was his job to keep order and keep them in line and he didn't need them studying his physiology. It was enough that the scientists had done so and turned him into what he was. And then Cadmus made the unfortunate decision to speak up and make several jokes on his form.

"Maaauuuuuuuuuufff" He bellowed, the closest thing to a protest and he pushed Sophia to the side forcefully, but not enough to significantly harm her. His eyes flashed in Cadmus' direction but he simply stared back waiting for him to do something other than run his mouth. He didn't even fully understand what the man was saying. He could sense the tone, mocking and distasteful, the way he'd said Security. Bruce's jaw tightened and he took a few steps up to face Cadmus directly. His large angry eyes stared into Cadmus', his breath expelled in loud huffs the powerful stench of bull emanating from his thick fur. He curled his enormous fist and delivered but a single punch to Cadmus' torso, breaking one rib and fracturing another, not a fatal wound but painful. Immediately a strong current raced through Bruce's collar and into his body causing him to cry out in pain. He fell to one knee and yanked and grasped at the collar helplessly, bellowing and writhing before the current was cut off.

The walkie pinned to Bruce's waist crackled to life.
"Next time I would be a little more careful about what you say, Brucie is a very sensitive guy." The security guard said. "Plus his transformation was completely voluntary, he doesn't care what we call him. He IS one of us."