Oh. Oh, Vinnie was touching his tail, too. Why not just make a grab at his junk while you're at it, Vinnie. Complete the trifecta of "never touch this part of my anatomy or I will remove your face".

For what it was worth, the move proved effective. Char toppled onto his side, leaving Vinnie free to put some space between them. Not, of course, that he was going to stay down for long. As soon as it registered that his horns were free, he was up on one knee, the glow in the back of his throat intensifying at he took in a deep breath. Aw, Vinnie wanted to shy away? Getting all spooked by the big (hahahaha) mean Charizard?

Fine, but that wasn't gonna make him any safer. Char simply spat a burst of flame his way. Apparently, whatever sense of... fairness? Wanting an actual challenge? Laziness? Whatever had held Char back from using his less-than-human assets, it certainly didn't seem to be standing in the way anymore. Vinnie wanted to go grabbing horns, acting like he was the big, strong superior one? His shit was gonna get called the fuck out.