Thinking while enraged about God Damn Nazis: not Hellboy's strong point. So when von Hammer starts speaking and pulling off medals, it takes the ex-paranormal investigator a few long seconds to actually piece together what was happening, let alone what he was saying. Words? What are words?

In these few seconds, Hellboy had advances again, slowly approaching until he was looming down over von Hammer, eyes still narrowed.

"If this is some kind of play for sympathy," he said gruffly, gesturing stiffly at the discarded symbols, "I swear --"