Sam shrugged when her prank was called. Her coat fell off, along with her weapon, which she got up and attempted to hang up, but it caused the coat hanger to fall over from the weight of her weapon. She tried to hang it up several more times, but eventually she ended up leaving her weapon on the floor, while her coat was hung up. She crossed her arms, arching an eyebrow at Ayl. "Maybe. That Silencer was no match for him. Hell, he killed two rather quickly without even breaking a sweat. Unlike me, getting cut up and such." She didn't care to go into much more detail about the fight. "So, fuck our shit backwards? Lovely. Guess I'll need to start training," she said, looking over at Ayl again. She hoped he'd help her train. She'd also have to spend more time with Ahriman, as well. The demon was generally passive, though after today's fight she felt his powers flowing through her more than she ever had before. Maybe she'd get some ultra-cool power.<br/><br/>The redhead picked at her sleeves. Atma's news made her nervous, but she didn't plan on showing it. It's not like one short girl would make a difference worrying or not. The best thing she could do was train hard and fight harder. She moved slightly closer to Ayl, elbowing him to get his attention. "Hey, I got a favor to ask," she whispered.