Ben took the knee to his stomach and doubled over, but still had a firm grasp on Macmillan's neck, so the other man was doubling over too. Ben shook him viciously, still filled with too much anger to process. It wasn't just the comment about Ben's sister, because while that would have made him angry, it wouldn't have been this sort of blind rage. Ben cared about Nova, but she wasn't in danger of anything — she was a respectable married woman, and this guy was just some weasely loser with the complexion of a vampire. He wouldn't have let him get away with saying shit like that under any circumstances, but it normally wouldn't have been cause for street brawling. With everything else going on, though, it was — like he was existing here on purpose, and that was highly offensive to Ben. There wasn't a way to explain it, except that how dare he be here with that stupid smug face and his lazy questions and his idiotic smiles when Melody was maybe dying? How dare he be making comments about Ben's sister when Ben didn't have the capacity for this right now, when his child might be dying and he didn't have the time to beat the shit out of some idiot with a crush on his sister?

"I'm not fucking looking for you," he spat, though he did not let go. "What the fuck are you even doing here, saying shit like that? I'm looking for fucking Greengrass."