Hal: *glances down at the gun, seeming a little nervous* Hah, well… we’ll be wearing armor to stop that kinda stuff. *gives him a lopsided grin* Relax, Zackers. We’re gonna be fine. I’ll just have to be quicker than them, that’s all.
Sephiroth: A duel would be good. *slowly nods his head, then relaxes back in his seat, turning his attention to the door. He wants the class to end so he can leave, and impatiently waits*