It was with muted pride that Abel watched Gren chamber his chainsaw and yank the box from the ruined wreck of the mecha. He flexed his shoulders and arms slightly in an attempt to easy some of the strain put upon him by hoisted and tossing the machine's arm. With the battle done, the adrenaline rush fueling his feats of strength died away too, leaving him sore and tired but pleased. Of course, he didn't waste any effort smiling about it.

As the orc fiddled with the box, trying to find the best grip to pull it open, Abel glanced over his teammates. If Gren was any worse for wear, he weathered it extremely well. The guardian couldn't spot a scratch on his heavy armor anywhere. Bridgett, meanwhile, looked terrible; her slender frame seemed suffused with exhaustion and dulled pain. Though Abel knew her aura would sustain her until proper first-aid could be given. Finally, Kuhaku -though battered or bruised- appeared to be in better shape. At the moment he was talking to Bridgett, and as Abel watched, he held his hands near her body and shared a serene, sky-blue glow with her. He looked away, leaning against the Ampere and thinking. Most kids' first-day surprises were pop quizzes, but Abel and co. had been lucky enough to get a giant killer robot. He sighed deeply, wondering if all exercises at Beacon would be this deadly.

Just then, the aforementioned tiger faunus called him over. Abel sauntered over leisurely, crouched by the others, and illuminated up the Ampere's crystal to provide a little light. He joined his might to the others, helping pull open the metal lockbox. A pop, followed by a hiss, declared that the seal had given way. Each hand plunged into the dark container in turn, returning with a small rectangle At first Abel guessed they were notecards of some sort, but when his azure sheen fell upon them the right way, they were revealed to be playing cards: an ace, a king, a queen, and a jack, all of clubs. Abel stared at his jack card, squinting to make out details on the little caricature's face. "...Neat." he commented in a wry tone after a moment of appraisal.