Fight to Live. Live to Fight (Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

". . .Well, what do you normally do? Besides killing people."  

[Zahzi]

"Nothing else comes to mind."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

". . .Well, do you want to do anything or just stand around here and look like we're plotting against the others?"  

[Zahzi]

"That might give you an advantage..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...They might also hate me more for it too..."  

[Zahzi]

"Then what do you suppose?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Something that won't get me killed preferably..."  

[Zahzi]

"...Like?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Training perhaps?" Atella asked, looking at him.

"I can ignore any pain my wound brings."  

[Zahzi]

"The training would be pointless then. One without complete focus is one with a disadvantage..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I can ignore it." Atella said, narrowing her eyes. "The cut may be bad, but it's not horrible."  

[Zahzi]

"And if I attacked from that side?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I will defend myself accordingly."  

[Zahzi]

"Oh?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"If I'm going to train, then I must fight as if my wound and my pain don't exist."