The raging gunfight outside didn't allow a moment of silence so one could think straight, Deno stood with his hands dropped awaiting anxiously for his brother and sister to make a move, its something that's been taught to him, ready yourself without showing it, it confuses the opponent.
Together they moved to him and both punched for his face but he fanned his hands up and out deflecting them then erected his arms out straight and sudden, striking them both back to where they came from.
Now Deno assumed a fighting stance, breathing in deeply to poise his mind "If your thought my cute human butler was merely there to cook my food and make sure I'm satisfied in bed! You're severely mistaken" he said and the two stood up holding their noses.
