"Oh no, dere'd been a pushy volleyball team, I'd have succumbed wit' a grin." He chuckled and groaned as the bruised ribs disapproved. He wiggled to test the bonds and took a break.
"Oui, mon ami. Did we meet or did you know de ot'er me? Sound like one of des petits, but I didn't pay attention t'Xaiver's students."
He may be a incorrigible flirt and enjoy ruffling feathers, but going after kids was wrong to him.
"Dat dey did. Still sufferin' from an over-expressed gene t'go out and do stupid t'ings, armor and spandex not included."