"He made it through the preliminaries, didn't he?" asked Seifer with a smirk on his face, "You think he would have managed that without my helping him in practice?" he sounded like a jerk, but... he did have a valid point on that one.
"Yeah, lighten up!" said Rai, unflinching in his loyalty to Seifer, "Seifer's just usin' a 'sink or swim' method, y'know?"
"Tough love." said Fuu in her usual cold and pragmatic tone while pointing a finger in Vivi's direction.
"So what'll it be, Vivi?" asked Seifer, who hadn't done anything to stop Droka or Julia. As far as he knew, they weren't Struggle Combatants like Zack or Jacob usually were, so he had no reason to antagonize them. Vivi, on the other hand... "You gonna man up and tough it out? Or would you rather get coddled by these lamers? I've got my own training I could be focusing on right now, so you'd better make up your mind." And there it was. An ultimatum. Seifer clearly had what he considered better things to do with his time and so now it was up to Vivi to decide what he wanted to do, "I guess you could spar with Chicken-Wuss, but I wouldn't rely on him if I were you. Seeing as how I trounced him last year."
"Replay!" Fuu taunted.
"Now you're talking!" Seifer pointed his struggle bat in Zack's direction, taking his infamous stance, "You lamers think you know this sport better than I do? Then why don't you step up here and prove it?"