Deadlock knows that sound and it's not a happy sound. Grah: why can't Wing use, you know, actual words or something, so Deadlock doesn't have to guess.

While he's wishing, why doesn't Wing just, you know, generally be less complicated.

Right. Well, too bad, Wing, but you've crossed a line...somewhere. And Deadlock's coming in. Because no one hurts you without getting a faceful of Deadlock's fist. He takes one step back, before jamming his foot through the door, splinters flying.

He does know how to make an entrance.