Illya shrugged.

"We found we have things in common. Besides, she would do well with a fighting style similar to mine."

That reignited Napoleon's curiosity.

"How so, chum?"

"We are both, as a general rule, smaller than our opponents."

Napoleon blinked as he considered that, then he nodded slightly.

"Makes sense. Have fun, kids."

As Napoleon continued on his way, Illya and April walked into the gym side by side.

"So what was that you used on Mister Warren?

"A Judo throw. Though what we refer to as a throw in Judo could be considered more of a trip."