Alastor finished checking to see if his nose had been broken before staring at Vox cackling like a madman. When he saw the bandages turning red, something inside of him snapped.

Unaware that his eyes had turned to radio dials and his antlers were branching out, Alastor reached Vox in a few quick strides, grabbed his shoulder with one hand and the top of his stupid flat head with the other, and realigned them.

"Are you an idiot?! Your head's going to fall back off!"