Prox smiled in disappointment at the man's reply, opening his mouth only to be cut off by a continuation of the explanation. As it turns out, the man was cheering on a client- or wait, did he mean to cheer on the loser? The statement confused the white haired man a bit, and he reckoned that had be been there just a bit earlier or had paid attention to the list of matches the day before, he would be in the loop. Ah, well, he knew the winner was a red magician and if he was an underdog, then no doubt Prox would hear it through the grapevine tomorrow at the lockers.

[b]“Well-”[/b] started the young man, only once more to be cut off, being knocked into, his own grace enough to prevent him from pushing against the man he was talking to- first bothering him when he was busy and then knocking him to the ground? That'd be a terrible first impression, talk about losing a fan in an instant! He turned to glance behind him to make sure he could stand once more in comfortable flat ground, finding instead his shoulders being shook and a man shouting before- oh, it was Zugos. Prox opened his mouth to reply, commenting, [b]“Sorry friend, he was-”[/b]

And the final interruption came. Prox straightened himself, taking Zugos' grip off of his shoulders, offering a respectful nod towards Amarillo.[b] “Yessir- actually, I should be free now, actually,”[/b] he commented, nodding at the Colosseum owner. His gaze wandered over to Zugos, reaching a hand to ruffle his large hand over his hair, chirping a cheery, [b]“And as for you, sorry to say but you'll be fighting three red guys this month- but hey, at least it's not me, hahah!”[/b] He ruffled Zugos' hair once more before turning to the earlier civilian--

[b]“Ah, and sorry for taking so much of your time,”[/b] he apologized firstly, before adding, [b]“I know this is an awkward parting, but my name is Prox and I hope you'll cheer for me as greatly as you did today!”[/b] He threw a few lame finger guns along with a wink before starting towards Amarillo, shouting back a, [b]“I have a match two days from now, please watch and bet well on it!”[/b]

His eyes turned once more to Amarillo, Prox's smile widened, and he commented with a playful salute, [b]“I know I'm thirty minutes early sir, but I hope you don't mind, heheh.”[/b]