Myth watched what happened, and winced a little when Kalinda got mad. He moved forward a couple steps. [b]"K-Kalinda? Allen had n-no intention of hurting you or your weapon seriously. I-I'm sorry for this I-I shouldn't of suggested we practiced. This is m-my fault."[/b] He backed away a couple steps. [b]"And I should e-explain what Allen meant by d-debt, shouldn't I? I-it might help in understanding him."[/b] Myth looked at his feet.

Allen smirked a little, looking amused. [b]"It's not rivals I'm after. I'm just looking to learn how to fight better so when I find the ass who killed my mother I can kick his teeth in. I wouldn't care if he had had a reason, but I'm sure as hell no one in town asked the DWMA to get rid of her. She wasn't a terrorist."[/b] He ran his hand through his hair, sighing. [b]"I'm honestly trying to be nice to her, but at everything I say or do she goes off on me. I guess the mood I was in yesterday didn't help any."[/b] He pushed his hands into his pockets after fiddling with his glasses.