Slowly, Pýr leaned in, until their faces nearly touched and Siyeon narrowed her eyes at him. “Did you already had ?”
Her eyes widened in surprise and she opened to say something but closed it again because there was no actual answer in her head. “Fail! Next try!” he sighed. “How was it? Having ?”
Even though she didn't want it, Siyeon's cheeks started to heat up, not because she was too embarrassed to talk about it but because Pýr practically was a stranger to her, Siyeon felt abashed.

“Why would I tell you that?” she replied but he only rolled his eyes. “Was it that bad? Geez, that guy you had your first time with must have been quite the useless dimwit, aye? Did he make you ?”
Siyeon's face was as red as a tomato already and as she looked at him, she was surprised that there was no emotions in his eyes. There was absolutely nothing.

“You're so easy to read,” he said, his expression not changing at all. “So you did not .”

“Pýr!” Siyeon called out and shove him away.

Her face was glowing and she didn't know whether to cry or to hit him. Pýr's laughter was as rough as his way of speaking but there was a softer undertone in it. “If those questions make you blush so easily, then you will fail so hard if someone else questions you. You do know that this could cost other people's lives, right?
From one moment to the other, the redness in her face disappeared. She never had thought of that possibility and the thought alone scared her.

“Do you always ask such questions?” she muttered and he grinned. “Of course. It's the best way to get a reaction out of someone... at least someone like you. With Rui or Matsuda, or even those children of the council members it wouldn't work at all. They have learned to control their emotions and expression since they were toddlers, something no one ever have taught you. What you need is control, even if something is angering you so much that you can't take it anymore. It is not only essential for other lives, but also for your own. If you lose your cool in a fight, you will die.”

His words made her even more aware of something she already know, so she only nodded. “What?” he asked and Siyeon gave him a little smile. “It is unusual to hear you speak and not curse every second word.”
Knowing that this would irritate him so much, Siyeon's smile turned into a cheeky grin. “Besides, were you blushing just a moment ago? I have to admit, it was cute.”

Now it was Pýr's turn to blush and he put her in a head lock and ruffled her hair wildly. “Hey, don't revert things here! It is not me who needs training here, it is you!” he called out while Siyeon tried to push him away from her. “But your reaction is equally to my reaction just now! You shouldn't talk if you can't hold it yourself!” she replied sharply.

Pýr suddenly let go of her and gave her that emotionless expression again. “Oh really? Then let's try something else. How would you react if someone kills another person right in front of your eyes? Rips the organ out of the body, spreads them in front of you, kills someone who you trust while questioning you?”
She didn't have to answer. Everything could be read from her expression, something that Pýr wanted her to get rid off.

“You have a lot to learn. During a fight it would be too easy to read your movements, at l