"Adrian," Lydia said, accusingly. "I'm always a bitch. I'm surprised you ever thought any less of me. What good thing could I have ever done to make you think that wasn't so?" She leaned against the counter. "I should be there tomorrow if I stop picking fights, get lots of rest, stretch my arms and legs, and eat a big dinner..." She stretched her arms, reaching them over her head. "Who are you wanting to train with? I'd like another chance to kick Mythos' ass... But I'll have to really piss him off to get him to fight me. It looked like he was more interested in fucking than fighting."