Mayt chuckles, and looks over at her. "I will admit, some words are stupid." He smiles at her, then looks at the crowd of people, hearing a voice. "And under stress is the only time I do well. but, I still doubt I'll get far in this tournament. I had meant to be off today..." He sighs. "As for the 'been here for a month'. This is my fifth time since I joined actually inside the guild. I don't have much of a knowledge advantage over him. I know you, and I've merely seen a couple others. You have a better shot than I do at this." He gives her a thumbs up. "By the way, good luck." He gives her a look. "And If I'm not here when it's all over, tell me who won when I get back." He figures the half hour is probably almost over by now, the drawing will happen any minute. With how things happened to him, he'd probably end up against Damian and lose immediately. Unless today was the days where his powers worked closer to properly.