The Ork blocks Rishi's side-kick with one open palm, and with a derisive snort he simply shoves the elf back, putting all of his force into the pushing motion before stepping back and dusting his shirt-sleeves off.<br/><br/>"Alright. So maybe ya won't be completely useless after all." The big ork smirks and starts to close in on Rishi, looming over her with a feral, toothy grin. "The question for me, girly, is what I get out of workin' with you. Maybe you just-"<br/><br/>"DREW!" Karl's voice rings out from the doorway, interrupting the Ork and the Elf in their discussion. "Rishi! Are you guys going to just sit out there and make sure everyone knows where we are, or are you going to get your asses inside and get some rest like sane human beings? We're doing a supply run to Fairfax in the morning, so you two need to be ready to roll bright and early..."<br/><br/>For some reason, Rishi notices that Drew seems... more bothered than she might have anticipated by Karl's interjection. He doesn't say anything, but he does seem to sort of freeze up for a moment while the two speak, before finally nodding and turning back to the elf.<br/><br/>"I'll train ya. Tomorrow night, in the weight room, be ready ta sweat."