Okay. This guy was a lot heavier than he thought he would be. Either that, or Fionn wasn't used to dragging people all over the place. He pulled Daisuke a few more feet until he gave up and sunk to the ground. Even though he hated what Cyril told him, he had to admit, it was sort of true. They were in the mafia and they didn't even have training... he pulled out a napkin and wiped the blood from Daisuke's face. The boy didn't even know what to think anymore. Should he just leave? Or should he stay? Sonya told him that he was needed, and he wasn't one for walking out on someone that needed him. Suddenly, Jak approached him, offering a popsicle.

[B]"Thanks."[/b] Fionn murmured, taking it and beginning to eat it after unwrapping it. [B]"I know. I shouldn't have yelled earlier. My temper just got out of control... I don't like being angry or yelling, you know."[/b] he sighed, idly nibbling on the popsicle as he looked down at their Lightning Guardian. [B]"I think he's okay, by the way. At least he's still breathing with all that happened to him."[/b]

Cyril had to admit, he was shocked that someone had actually gone up to him and threw a punch at his face. Especially a woman, and especially someone who looked as calm as a cucumber. Jak could deliver a fierce whack, he realized as he held his jaw. Pain seared up and down his cheek, but surprisingly, Cyril did not go after the so called Rain Guardian. The boy turned toward Abby, who had answered his question. [B]"I feel like this has been the best day I've had in a while."[/b] Cyril replied sarcastically. [B]"I just want to go home and go to bed, but I don't think that Sonya will let us go that easily."[/b]