Yi smiled as three of his fellow students decided to join in. Though he did frown slightly at the fact Kerianne said she needed a moment. A flash of respect and concern passed through his head. He believed one should always strive to push themselves to the point they drop, because without doing so, you can never know how far you can push yourself. However, this didn’t mean someone couldn’t over do it. He had heard of Keriannes accident. He was glad to see she was fine, but the fact she was pushing herself so soon, gave him a hint of worry.
It wasn’t his place to stop her...yet. But he was pleased to see that she was willing. As for Gabby he was excited as well...always wanting a chance to confirm his theories and figure out how to get around her repelling quirk without his own.
As for Breeze he looked to her as she agreed and pulled her rubber knife out. He had always thought her quirk was interesting, and would have loved to have had it from time to time. Just imagining how many kung fu weapons he could store on his body. But he had to be sure never, ever use his quirk on her. Who knows what would happen if he accidentally activated it with those weapons or items inside her.
As the others prepared, he didn’t move from his spot, his arms tucked behind him as his left hand gripped his right arm’s wrist. While Breeze yelped at the sound of the newcomers he simply glanced over towards them. His face blank of any emotion.
He was admittedly annoyed with the girl called Erika. But it didn’t show. He was thankful that Kerianne decided to introduce him so he didn’t have to though it was slightly odd she only introduced him. That was a different subject to dwell on later. While the others spoke up, offering them to stay and train with them he remained silent and still.
At the end of it though he gave a simple smile as he made sure to look directly into Erika’s eyes and said softly.It is easy to criticize and break down the spirit others. But to know yourself takes a Lifetime. A quote from a master he admired and based his training philosophy on. He allowed it to sink in for a moment before adding. Hearing bits and pieces of what happened, from other sources. Is hardly an acceptable form of knowing what actually happened there. How do you honestly know of what they did? How can you know how they felt? How could you know if you could do better? If you were not there? Unless you somehow managed to fight and survive an attack from six villains as well.
He kept his tone soft and inquisitive. As if expecting her to answer them. His head tilted to the side as he didn’t look away from her eyes. He then added, ”Train if you like, make friends, but let us not try and pick fights with each other. That is unbecoming of a hero.”