[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/yKiyn0i.png[/img][/center] Lyger remained still on the couch even as the young woman with the cat ears sat on the arm of the couch next to him, and proceeded to run her tail run her tail over his far shoulder, and wrapping it loosely around his neck. As the girl playfully flirted, a wave of anger washed over Lyger, though it was not directed at the girl, or her friends for that matter. It was directed and Chris Arthur. [i]These kids aren’t ready for this.[/i] He thought to himself. [i]He’s going to get them killed.[/i] Though he wasn’t much older than the three before him, he could tell that they hadn’t experienced anything like what they were up against now. Lyger didn’t understand why Arthur needed these three, if it was information that he needed, he was sure that he and Radiance could get what they needed her and now, without ever having to bring these three into the line of fire. He knew what he was signing up for, as did Radiance…and War-Pulse, as well as the speedsters who had just recently stared down Umbraxis at Icon’s side. They were ready for this, this was their choice. But the same could not be said for the three that stood before him now. These three had an innocence about them, a naivety that told him that they were not cut out for this. The fact that Arthur had such a cavalier attitude about throwing them into this fight didn’t sit well with Lyger in the least, and when this was all said and done, they would have words. Despite his reservations, there he sat trying to recruit these three for their cause. As the two girls, and then the young man agreed to come along, a sense of dread washed over Lyger, knowing that these three college students, not much younger than him yet with a whole lot less experience in this sort of thing, may have just signed their own death certificates. Lyger looked to the young man, who had just again asked for their names. He felt pity for the young man, who was more hesitant than the two ladies to join this mission, and wanted to tell him to forget it, to just pretend that this never happened. “I’m Lyger, and this is Radiance.” He said instead.