If this were a fight with Yukio, this would be about the point he'd scream at him for being a four-eyed freak. But, this isn't Yukio, and the guy doesn't wear glasses. He'll make due with what he's got.

"I know a brat because you're a brat! Some scrawny little kid who thinks he knows better, and then kicks a monster with his foot! You're not a brat, you're just plain stupid!"

He grits his teeth as he watches Firo position himself for more zombies.

"I can deal with them because I know what I'm doing!"

Rin grips his sword and pulls it out of it's sheathe, encompassing himself in his Blue Flames. He should hold back. He should really hold back, but he's too pissed to care anymore. Maybe his Flames will scare Firo off and make him run to safety so Rin can deal with this mess. He slashes down some of the closer zombies, glaring back at Firo.