That's right, his name was Fionn. He seemed like a nice guy, especially since he helped her back inside and all. She didn't really know what to make of him since she hadn't seen him fight yet. From what she could see, he was kind of scrawny. Then again, so was she. Were Sun Guardians supposed to be lacking in muscle definition?

His question surprised Abby, causing her to blink a few times. He brought up an excellent point; why was she doing all this? Getting thrashed by some crazy red-haired lady was not her idea of a good time. "Well, I wanna know why these Vongola people are interested in me." She finally said with a simple shrug, "And to see if they're interested in [i]me[/i] me or my money. You see, I'm from a rich family. Like, really rich. I wasn't that blind to see I was getting special treatment all my life, but I firmly believed that at least the people I called friends could look past all that and see the real me. Then I got expelled for something I didn't do and no one backed me up. That's how I ended up here in Trespiano, to be taught a lesson about consequences. As much as I hated coming here, it did give me a wake up call. Not about consequences or whatever, but that maybe I'm not as special as I thought I was." Abby said the last part of her explanation with a tinge of sadness as she looked down on the tiled floor.

"I want to see what the Vongolas see in me. If there is anything." Abby looked up, wanting to redirect the conversation from her when she saw a new figure pop into the kitchen. Cyril swaggered in and collapsed on the chair opposite of hers across the table before erupting in a fit of what the blond assumed was laughter. She raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with you?"

[i]He's learning.[/i] Sonya thought when she saw the lack of emotional response from Naoto after her retort. She carefully watched the teen rush back to the soccer ball and hit in her direction once more. But it was obvious it wasn't aimed at her like before so she did nothing to dodge, keeping her attention on Naoto. She heard the ball smack the wall behind her just as Naoto stopped in front of her to throw a kick at her stomach. She immediately ducked her head, feeling the ball swish past her head and colliding with Naoto's face. At the same time, she grabbed parried his leg and positioned her foot behind his, allowing the force of the soccer ball to make him trip over it. Once he was on the ground, she stepped on his chest to prevent him from getting up. [i]That wasn't too bad of a strategy, but he needs more education in that area.[/i]

"Had enough yet? Or do you need one more round to prove just how tough you are?" She asked.