((You being the teacher would be perfect. But what teacher? Biology?))<br/><br/>Michael chuckled. "No big deal? Tina, that's considered a<i>very</i>big deal. That could be considered armed assault, not to mention the cops would add lethal intent because of your powers. Maybe even murder, if you stabbed him in the wrong place." He sipped at his coffee as he glanced at Trystan. He didn't know why the kid always had a knife or two on him, no matter what he did to conceal them. Though medical files did suggest heavy scarring all over his body, that could be some clue. Michael looked back over at Tina.<br/><br/>"The point is, you can't just go around stabbing people willy nilly. Punch him in the face, it'll be counted towards self defense. But you can't punch him more than once, so punch him<i>hard</i>." Michael sipped at his coffee, only to see it was empty. He stared at the mug for a moment, as if trying to shame it into refilling, before he relented and walked over to the coffee maker, and poured himself a cup. He then walked over to the stove, still half amazed that they had one. He looked back at his two roommates and motioned to the stove. "What do you guys want for breakfast?" He looked up at the clock. "It's, like, six o' clock, so we've got enough time. Though with my luck, I'll be late."