Alois wasn't going to try defending himself for what he'd done, even if he might explain his reasoning behind it. If you were willing to talk shit then you had best be ready to face the consequences for doing so, that was all there was to it. Fellow cadets were hardly exempt from his scrutiny, and anyone that insulted his friends especially were prone to getting a piece of his mind; considering all of his altercations with recruits it was something of a miracle he hadn't just been kicked out, though he assumed that was in part due to his skills. After all, how many people here genuinely [i]wanted[/i] to go out and fight Titans? Sure, he'd never actually encountered one before, and he could very well buckle under the pressure, but he wouldn't know until he went out and tried now would he?

Something looked to be eating at Ava, not a Titan which was nice. Alois was anything but empathetic and so was a little completely lost, deciding instead to ignore it and pluck at her food for a snack. He'd done it plenty of times before and normally got a small swat on the hand, but this time around he got the entire plate thrown at him. Blinking owlishly as he stared down at the plate he glanced back at his friend, earnestly lost as to why she was so miffed. "You're not hungry? After all the training we did today?" he asked, tilting his head in confusion, "Riiiight. Look boss, you've gotta eat. Whatever's got you all tied up in a knot isn't a big deal, so buck up and eat." Pushing the tray away he smirked, leaning forward and laying his arms across the table, resting his chin on his forearm. He'd already eaten anyways, no sense in having more and getting fat or whatever. 

If he and Ava weren't eating then Alois saw little reason to remain here, figuring he'd best just get back to their quarters and start getting ready for tomorrow. He didn't quite know what they had in store for the next day, and with their training at its end soon he figured something big would be coming up. Either that or they'd just review basics which would be lame as hell, he really didn't want to waste his time with those. If you couldn't use the 3D Maneuver Gear by now then you were hopeless, and had little to no business doing this line of work. Seeing someone take the seat beside him the redhead turned curiously to see who it was, smirking when he spotted Jonah beside him, mouth already full of food. "Not my food man, ask Ava," he responded simply, waving a hand dismissively as he sat upright. "You know... I'm kind of going to miss this place. I mean some of the other cadets are morons, and the instructors sound like a broken record now, but it's kind of fun. How many people do you figure actually will graduate?"