Allen took a few heavy steps backwards when he was kicked, grunting, and forced to pull his arms out of his pockets. Balling his hands into fists, he took a step towards Angelo when Tori fell between them. Walking over her, he muttered something about someone being a damn fool, and he roughly reached under her arms and hoisted her up to a standing position with her shoulders. "Watch where you're going next time." He muttered, before moving past her, just barely stepping over the flower she had dropped. Now anticipating another attack from Angelo, his poise was a little more fight-ready.
Myth looked over at Kalinda, before down at his feet. "I don't think there's any help for this except time, he was like this Wednesday too. It's just a weird, phase, I guess. M-my personal hypothesis i-is it has to do with his, uhm, l-lineage." He watched Allen, letting out a relieved sigh when he picked Tori up and decided no to fight with Angelo.
