Burning Off Steam

[Null]

"Mmm. Not so sure about that one, mate. They're bloody stupid, but violent intervention ain't my cup of tea."

[Aiden Mitchell]

Aiden shrugged.

"The offer doesn't make you a Praetorian," Aiden said, "There is another Genoshan student here, Drake. He's here as part of a Genoshan scholarship program. Not all roads in Gemosha lead to violence."

[Null]

"Well, I'll consider it, at the least. I will admit, I am perhaps judging you by the standards of my universe, where most Genoshans I met had apparently received the ceremonial stick shoved up their asses."

[Aiden Mitchell]

"Some Genoshans certainly have," Aiden said, "Sometimes more than one or special extra rigid ones it seems."

[Null]

"I suppose that's not specifically Genoshan related, but sometimes, it's better safe than sorry."

[Aiden Mitchell]

Aiden shrugged.

"I take no offense at your poorly informed opinions," Aiden said, "They are expected. Otherwise I wouldn't have been sent on this goodwill mission in the first place."

Aiden paused.

"But what you say is true. Nothing wrong with being cautious."

[Null]

"So, how goes the Goodwill mission?"

[Aiden Mitchell]

"I'm not sure," Aiden said, "Some of the students distrust me because I'm Genoshan and I'm still figuring out how to... negotiate that. I was considering joining the X-team program. See if helping to save the world would change some minds. Plus it would mean doing more than leaping over hedges and punching machines."

[Null]

"Hmm. Not sure the reaction you'd get there, though I suppose it's always worth a shot," the boy decided.

[Aiden Mitchell]

"At least better than doing nothing," Aiden shrugged.

[Null]

"Then come to the next training session, and if anyone gives you lip, I'll punch 'em in the mouth."