Pride
"Can you help me" Frederica mumbled, her head was downcast and she refused to look Kyle in the eye. Leaning in closely, one hand cupped around his ear, the boy asked her to repeat herself. Her hand shot out faster than he could anticipate.
"Ow, sheesh okay, what's up?" he asked again, bursting out in that infectious grin of his.
"I want to improve my Strength Rise" she said, her voice was low again and a blush was on her face.
"It's nothing to be embarrassed about" he said touching her shoulder, "and thanks, you know for trusting me to help you" he clarified at her confused look. She shrugged his hand off, fighting down the blush that threatened to overcome her completely.
"Yeah, well Shao's a terrible teacher" she replied nonchalantly.
"I beg to differ" a deep voice echoed from the opening of the training room, "oh by the way Frederica, you might want to wipe the floor, your prides all over it" Kyle was smart enough to sandwich himself inside his material high as the battle erupted around him, not too inclined to help the losing Frederica.
But, Kyle thought, as he watched the girl skid across the room from a well placed kick, Shao hadn't been on his play nice list either.