Naoto observed Abby's second attempt, not to analyze Sonya, but this time to see what this new found fire she had could do. It didn't give her any more of a chance to topple the mafia woman but it did give her guts. She persevered through the punishment Sonya was laying on her and cause the slightest flinch from the red head that only the one face to face with her could notice...and Naoto. Mira~ Good job. Naoto informed and removed his track jacket. "If you ask me, I'd say everyone here has lost it. There's better ways to prove yourself useful than joining the mafia. But, somehow I know I can't talk any of you out of it." He told them in response to their answers as he scratched the back of his head. Naoto bright his gaze to meet Sonya's. "Fionn, can you help Abby off the field?" Naoto started out to face Sonya stopping momentarily to wonder if Fionn's last word of encouragement were actually reassuring or just depressing.
Naoto walked by Sonya's small armory and retrieved a soccer ball from the corner of the yard. If Sonya was here to see what he could do he would have to show her with what he knows best. Standing opposite of Sonya, Naoto stopped the ball at his feet and rested a foot on it to keep it from rolling away. "Mind if I do this one without you pressing a gun to my head first?" He said it sarcastically but the question was serious on some level. Sonya's usual stern expression told to shut up and get down to business. "Here goes nothing then." Naoto's eyes became vivid as he effortlessly jumped the ball into the air. "Alright ol' pal, you hit her high..." Naoto caught the ball with swift kick as it came down sending it hurtling at Sonya. As soon as the ball raced off Naoto dated straight at Sonya and dropped with a slide kick at the leg Abby had attacked. "...and I'll hit her low!" There was something strange about Naoto's aim. As if the ball wasn't targeting Sonya and if anyone had seen Naoto play they knew rarely missed a shot.
Naoto walked by Sonya's small armory and retrieved a soccer ball from the corner of the yard. If Sonya was here to see what he could do he would have to show her with what he knows best. Standing opposite of Sonya, Naoto stopped the ball at his feet and rested a foot on it to keep it from rolling away. "Mind if I do this one without you pressing a gun to my head first?" He said it sarcastically but the question was serious on some level. Sonya's usual stern expression told to shut up and get down to business. "Here goes nothing then." Naoto's eyes became vivid as he effortlessly jumped the ball into the air. "Alright ol' pal, you hit her high..." Naoto caught the ball with swift kick as it came down sending it hurtling at Sonya. As soon as the ball raced off Naoto dated straight at Sonya and dropped with a slide kick at the leg Abby had attacked. "...and I'll hit her low!" There was something strange about Naoto's aim. As if the ball wasn't targeting Sonya and if anyone had seen Naoto play they knew rarely missed a shot.