"You ar-" Floyd was ready to try answering that, to talk it out. Or yell it out.

Until that kick landed. The air going out of his stupid land lungs. Don't ask your stupid questions if you're just going to kick him when he tries to answer! Then again, this really was beyond words right now, they more just thrown around as extra jabs in the fight.

Floyd hand snaps up to grab at Jade's leg, planning to drag him back down... then reconsiders that and rolls away instead to get out of that long leg range, scrambling back to his feet. He needs to get a way to pin Jade, not risk being pinned. Then maybe he can hold him down and knock some sense into him. Eyes darting around to see if he could use anything to his advantage... there was a lot, they were in the kitchen after all, lots of heavy and sharp things... but nothing he wants to use against his brother.

Instead, Floyd quickly covers the distance between them again, fist flying out as if to punch at Jade's face, before pulling it at the last moment and bringing his knee up instead, planning to plant it into Jade's stomach.