He could feel his skin stretch over his teeth at the sound of her voice and the term she had used for him. He was not a violent man, never had been. He was one that vented his anger through working on cars or most recently within the gym. The place that received most of his pent up sexual frustrations. His hands had clenched into large fists as the woman offered him the money which he managed to accept while simply nodding his head in agreement. He contemplated decline her offer but the knowledge that he still remained within knife range of multiple far too excitable females for his liking he climbed upon the back of the bike. He was unable to put his long legs any where but gently alongside her own while his hands after a cautionary moment of consideration grasped the seat for when she moved.<br/><br/>The money being grasped tightly between his fingers and the black seating. "Ready when you are." He said gruffly while he waited to hear the gang separate and part ways. He was eager to return to his dormitory, see Marianne and then call Christina. He longed to hear her voice even if he wouldnot tell her what had happened tonight. Her anger was far more less held in check that his own and besides even he did not wish to be reminded he got beaten by a bunch of scary girls but girls none the less.