Takeo felt Zan's heavy fist slug into his cheek, knocking him down, but could not will himself to lift even a finger as he was dragged back to his feet and berated by the large youth. Takeo was not the tallest boy, and his feet dangled as Zan held him there.

	"Are you going to stay down there like the piece of shit you are, or are you going to get up and train so you will actually be useful in the war against the Cruxi!?" Zan tossed the mechanic to the ground once again, finishing his criticism.

	Takeo was used to being pushed around by kids with bigger bodies, and kids with bigger egos. He had learned to accept it in his position, and he never held it against them. Zan was no different. Indeed, Zan's attack might have been just what he needed. Some of his words stuck.	

	[i]He's right. I can't break down when we lose a fighter. There is still so much to protect.[/i] Takeo looked up at the other boy, determination in his eyes, but before he could speak, Korie stepped between them. Then, the lieutenant was there, ending the conflict and helping Takeo to his feet.

	"Also, aren't you supposed to be like a 'Paladin' of sorts?" Ritsu asked when the boy was standing again. "Falling down so easily isn't like you, Matsuda. Stay standing, and wipe that awful look from your face, would you? You look better with a smile."

	Takeo nodded, an automatic response, and gave a small sideways grin. [i]But I still can't forgive you, lieutenant. Or this place.[/i] He looked to the other cadets around him. [i]A Paladin. I'll protect all of them, or die trying. No more tears.[/i]