Altair watched as Yasibel stalked towards him and instinct told him to move but pride told him to stay. Of course his pride won over and he ended up curling over and falling to one knee. He sat there for a second holding his crotch but he didn't intend to be emasculated so easily. He would put up a good fight to gain his pride back. "Don't listen to her she's the frisky one as you can see. She just can't keep her hands off my junk." He let out a chuckle as he got up and smirked defiantly. "I'll have to pat Nathan on the back when I see him. I should slice your apple up into pieces."