Zero stood his ground as Grunt came closer. He had fought, and beaten Mavericks larger than him, he wouldn't be intimidated by size alone. When he came to about eye-level, Zero unblinkingly stared at him, doing his own sizing up as well.

"I could say the same to you. Back home, you have to be strong in my line of work just to come back alive."

And he should know. He had died before. Not just once, but twice.