Setting his mug down on the table, Poland leaned back in his chair and looked up at Ryohei. "Felt threatened 'cause your friend was pissed at him, or like, 'cause he thought you might punch him again? I mean, I guess if you only hit him once, that's pretty lame either way, but..."

Somehow, he felt like there was something he was missing. Maybe if he remembered what they'd been talking about the night they met...