Trystan chuckled, shaking his head. "I'm a man with fluffy fox ears and nine fox tails. I'd have to be either really stupid or incredibly angry to not take 'cute' as a compliment." He sighed, leaning back against the wall, his tails wrapping lightly around Sam, scooting her closer to him. "So tell me, if you wouldn't mind, how someone like you learned how to use a military grade assault rifle. Of course, I won't pry, but I do want to know." He looked around, his ears twitching ever so slightly. "I mean, you don't exactly look like a soldier. No offense." He seemed a little bit nervous.