When Mamoru was finally given the okay to turn around he narrowed his eyes at her. His furrowed brow was enough to express his annoyance at her casual joke about what had just happened. Was it embarrassing? Yes. But more than that, more than anything once he thought about it more critically, it was infuriating. [color=blue]"Is that all you have to say?"[/color] He asked, annoyance evident in his tone. The young man was always making sure to stay on top of his game, always trying to better himself as a future mafia boss. The Vongola, and even his own Simon, Famiglia was an amazing organization, ever since it'd changed from a criminal group to something more a vigilante organization. Did they still break the law? Yes, but there was a code, a sense of honor and chivalry. 

[color=blue]"What would have happened if you were actually attacked?"[/color] He raised his voice, though he didn't mean to. [color=blue]"The mafia world may have changed over the years, but we could still be attacked and [i]killed[/i] at any time! And what's with that weak performance you gave during the fight? Can't you control the Dying Will Mode at all?!"[/color] He turned away from her and punched the wall.

Mamoru took a deep breath. He sighed once he'd calmed his nerves and turned back towards her [color=blue]"We promised that we'd get strong to protect our families and each other. You need to take this seriously. You should always be ready in case a fight breaks out. You should always be prepared to defend yourself and anyone else you might be with. Otherwise, what's the point of you have those rings? What's the point of me putting my all in it, if you aren't gonna be doing the same? Why even bother?"[/color] He asked this time stopping, almost as if he were waiting for an answer, though he wasn't actually expecting one. What could she offer right now that wouldn't be seen as an excuse? He wasn't sure, but whatever she had to say, whatever it was that she wan't it, he wasn't looking forward to it. Still, this needed to be said.