Benny almost cackled at the sight of Edgeworth struggling against Luciano's grip, even as he regained his balance (the force he had put behind the blow had thrown him off a little). He managed to cut it down to a little giggle instead, and pulled back his arms, both hands grasping the metal pipe, as if about to strike again.

He wanted to shut the man up, teach him a lesson how to talk to Charlie Luciano and Ben Siegel, but the enraged and powerless words elicited a snort from him. Instead of an actual answer, he graced Edgeworth with his best imitation of chicken sounds.

Luciano's words, on the other hand, immediately made the smile drop from his face no more than a few seconds later.

"What d'you mean, just talk?" he complained again, rising from his half-ducked, ready position. "Fuck that, let's whack him. You said it's my call."