"Uh huh." Blonsky says after several seconds of watching him, expecting more than that. Of course he was disappointed, an emotion he really didn't care for. Shifting over a little, he leans against the center of the counter, with hands spread out to either side.

Quite effectively, Chris's intended exit was now blocked.

"And the fact that Harlem was falling around you, cars tossed about, buildings getting destroyed... None of that alarmed you? Must be some venture, then."