Sitting down on the side lines for now, Beatrix released flash once again, though this time to allow it to sit on her lap for the time being. It may not have been harmed but she wanted to comfort him a little before his next match, after all it was not like the flying stick that called itself a sword was going to be doing anything this time around.

Speaking of the devil; Orin moved up to the part of the stands where Trix was just below, after all if it was not going to be within its ball it would at least have to stay next to her. Otherwise someone may try to cart him off to the lost and found... Well that was Trix's logic for why he would not leave her side anyway. With the three of them there, they waited for the next match to start, after all she had to finish this up before dinner time.