Reno mused on that for a moment while he capped what was left of his butane and pocketed it again.

"Know what mental place I go to when I'm upset?" It wasn't really a question. Reno was very good at keeping a conversational sort of tone. Especially while he was in the process of destroying things. He pulled out his lighter and waved it about, a grin on his face again. "Right here, zoto."