[He sees the kunai coming. He can see them coming from a mile away, being used to speeds that not even the eye can see- but that last little stunt Eferin just pulled on him really pissed him off. Using his mouth to talk, even for a moment. How dare it. And this boy, he was probably obeying the influence of his own spirit. That really pisses him off. If they want to fight, Eferin and Twila, they can count him out because he does not give one single shit about their stupid squabble.

And if anything, out of pure spite for the spirit, he takes the kunai, every single one of them save one that he catches between his fingers just to prove a point to this thing inside him that he doesn't take orders from anyone. They pierce him in every spot they land, wincing, blood running out of every point. Vegeta's grinning though, not in malice at Shikamaru, but more at himself- his mind was more powerful than the thing inside him and he knew it. Interesting.]

Whatever your problem is with this other dark spirit is none of my concern. Take your little argument somewhere else, I'm not interested. [Spoken to Eferin, out loud because Dragon Ball characters are like that? But he looks at Shikamaru-] And you, if you're going to attack you're going to have to use something a little bit more effective. [He throws the single kunai at a tree, sinking it far into the wood.]