Rhazii let out a frustrated sigh. "Can't we just-" "LET GO OF ME, FURBALL! I'LL SOCK YOUR TEETH OUT, SHIT-PICKER!" The outburst from Narsi made Rhazii flinch his ears up from their flattened angle, even if her renewed struggling did not break his grip. "Call me a coward- the only reason I didn't keep hitting you is 'cos your fat friend put me on the floor here!" "Alright!" Rhazii spoke over the both of them. He looked between Julan and Narsi for a pause. "...You two want to fight? Fine. Just don't kill one another." He lifted himself off Narsi, giving he a quick shove as she tried to wriggle free too quickly. It did not stop Narsi scrambling to her feet as fast as she could. She had her fists up already. Unlike before, she was lighter on her feet, focussed, and fuming like an enraged bull. Rhazii stepped back and let them at it. By the way Narsi was moving, he suspected she had learnt from the fights with Julan before. [hr] Fendros bent his head down and wiped his closed eye with his thumb. Every detail they piled onto the story ate at his conscience, not to mention his patience. "Ahna." Fendros said resolutely. He turned to face Ahnasha. For a while he just gave her a serious look. After mulling over his words, he softly shook his head. "This is turning into a game." He maintained eye contact for as long as it took for Ahnasha to decide what to do next.