[If Rex were to live past the age of thirty-five, he'd have some serious forehead line action going on by then, considering the severe nature with which he furrows those thick eyebrows of his. It's as though the young man is almost always scowling or wrinkling his nose in condescension.
At the mention of legitimate emotional support and concern for his well-being, the lines disappear, although Rex perseveres with his posture and intimidating gaze, doing his best to count to sixty at least four more times in his mind. Just four more minutes, and then maybe he can kick this loser in the head.
But Rex Splode is no match for Invincible. He can not actually fight him nor lay a hand on him for fear of his own safety. Still, the idea is nice, a fantasy, and he will entertain it within his own consciousness for the time being.]
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At the mention of legitimate emotional support and concern for his well-being, the lines disappear, although Rex perseveres with his posture and intimidating gaze, doing his best to count to sixty at least four more times in his mind. Just four more minutes, and then maybe he can kick this loser in the head.
But Rex Splode is no match for Invincible. He can not actually fight him nor lay a hand on him for fear of his own safety. Still, the idea is nice, a fantasy, and he will entertain it within his own consciousness for the time being.]
No.