[b]"Hey, if you guys wanna take each other down, do so after the round's over. We're being judged for this, no?" [/b]Caufman gestured towards the simulation in question, accidentally with his bandaged arm. Immediately he pulled it down and rubbed at the sore. It felt like a river of ants were climbing up and down his bicep. [b]"Not trying to cramp your style miss, but just tell me when to go and I'll go. Same for him, same for me." [/b]