[Hermes had been feeling... off. The motive really had no effect on him. Hermes scratches at the camouflaged gauze covering up his legs.

And then he scratches at it some more.

...Gods, he wants to punch something so badly. Why? Why does he want to? He feels so restless, so... so aggressive. He chucks the controller he's holding at the TV screen and then wanders off with a huff. Maybe he'll just head to the training room and punch some of the dummies there. He climbs up a set of stairs and pauses upon seeing Akane.]

[...Hermes could punch her. He could... She's closer than the dummies are. She's...]

[Hermes shakes his screenface, gripping the side edge of it after.]