The reaction is immediate- violently so, in fact. He shoves Winry back, away from himself, and shadows rise up from his feet to lash out at Sokka, razor-sharp and lightning-quick. It isn't aimed to kill - death is pointless here, he knows, and a message clearly needs to be delivered here - but he won't be bothered in the least if injuries happen.

He looks up slowly, his eyes dark, glowering at Winry - though his other eyes (and teeth) are trained on Sokka, dozens of them spread out around his body. "...Did you honestly think it would be that easy to take me down?"