It was the very first time Tommy felt his shield go, and while the blow that Leslie delivered likely didn't hurt as much as it should have, it still hurt more than the mist trainee had been expecting, and he was sent reeling back with a hiss, his hand going to his accosted right shoulder as his gauntlets disappeared and resumed form as a metal, unadorned bracelet on each wrist.
Still, he managed to smile, attempting to shake off the sudden disorientation, and to think past the odd cursing that was going on in his head via Jaida.
"Well, not at this precise moment, no, but that does not mean you do not have the capacity for it. But I
could be wrong, of course. But that does not mean I would not wish to be friends, either." He shrugged, and then winced because,
oh ya pain.
"That was very good. You have been here a long time?" He asked, curious though he got the feeling the other wasn't really in the mood for chit chat.
