Naoto glared at Sonya from underneath her boot for a good few seconds before finally turning away. "I give." He muttered bitterly. As ashamed as Naoto looked, Sonya knew he had come to a harsh realization that there was no point in continuing this battle. He wasn't a match for her, even with all the strategies he had in mind. Not that it was a bad thing though; self-awareness was a valuable asset for anyone wanting to become stronger. She stepped off of him just as she heard a commotion in the kitchen. Looking through the giant hole, she could see Cyril arguing with Fionn as Abby watched on in a mixture of rage and confusion. Sonya watched silently as Cyril grabbed Fionn's hair, exchanged a few words and dropped him in a matter of minutes. Fionn escaped outside while Jakki, who had also been watching the scene, stormed inside to give her own two cents to Cyril. 

[i]Great. Just great.[/i] Sonya thought sarcastically. The candidates were never going to get anywhere with such a huge riff between them, even if it was just one person against everyone else. That's when an idea popped in her head and she looked down to the pink-haired boy still sprawled on the ground

"Here's your first lesson in beating someone like Vector. Your most valuable asset is your family, especially a cohesive family. This certainly does not seem to be the case right now. You are the leader so you'll have to figure out how to make everyone get along. Got it?"

Abby wasn't sure how her nice conversation with Fionn suddenly changed into Cyril grabbing said blond boy by the hair and basically shouting at his face. But she knew she wasn't like what was coming out of the brunet's mouth, especially when it was about how weak they were. Luckily, she didn't need to shout back since Cyril dropped Fionn a moment later. Right after, Jakki came in and gave him a piece of her mind (while also a punch to the face) before storming right back out. Abby sat there in silence, considering whether she should still answer Cyril's almost forgotten question regarding how she was. It was painfully embarrassing to hear from him that her performance was laughable, but it wasn't like it was far off from the truth. If she were to be honest, she sucked. And Cyril was being brutally honest about their fighting skills. He obviously had a background in it. Maybe he was worried, in his own dickish way.

"I'm peachy." Abby finally replied, although somewhat bitterly, "What about you?"