"I've been in fights before. Warzones, actually." Chrys takes a seat. "This is a vacation compared to most of them..." When it came to it, Chrys was a string fighter and was offered a chance at OCT when he was old enough. He turned it down stating he wanted to have a normal life for a bit. He sets his bow next to him and straps in. "If you get overwhelmed yell and I can shift you away. I'll take the middle line. I work best not always fighting."