You’re confusing the poor boy again. Stop it, Lussuria. As the tall Italian moves closer, though, the teen raises his bandaged fists up in a defensive pose as a bit of a glare enters his eyes. “Stay back.” The warning is growled out with an abruptness that surprises even the teen. His forgetful mind has decided to recall the last time he saw Lussuria and what happened then. Well, better late than never, right? Perhaps now was finally the time to talk to Lussuria about those extreme moves. “Suzaku said I shouldn’t spar with you anymore.”