Ando was afraid, and it probably showed in his eyes but at least he had a good poker face. He tried to hold onto the sword while Caleb continued to turn his arm but his grip was weakening. Pain twisted into his features. Suddenly self doubt consumed him and he barely gripped the sword, nearly lost it.
"...I'm going to stop you from hurting women. From hurting anyone. " His voice wasn't so confident as it'd started out. He began to wonder what he got himself into. How much of a bad idea it was ganking Hiro's sword and running off to a warehouse without much of a word to anyone. It didn't look good. Caleb was so much stronger than he suspected. Hiro.. His brows furrowed as he swallowed dryly.
"God does not intentionally harm. I will beat you, even if it is not today." There was anger in his eyes, something dark that hadn't been there before, determination that he'd never felt. Later he would ask Hiro to train him. He had to. This was becoming personal.