Son of a bitch. Things had just jumped right over 'bad' and went straight in to 'worse'. His gaze followed Heero's movements closely, though he remained tensed and crouched low, waiting for the moment to spring in to action and hopefully away from whatever Heero was going to do. Hopefully.

Damn bastard was always just that much quicker than him...

He sneered back at Heero.

"Looks like another asshole to me," he snapped, not responding to the second question. Of course he wanted to know where his double was. He just didn't want to find out the way Heero had planned for him.