she then beckoned me to follow her into a room. on the opposite side of some glass was a young boy. "That there, is my son, Damian. i actually would like you to train him," "okay. i'm good at fighting, but how would i actually train a person, also i might accidently go to rough." "that's a good thing, truth be told, most of his past trainers where either weak or rapists, don't worry though, i killed all of them, & even if you fuck up. don't really care, i know what you do to rapists so i'm 100percent certain that you can't fail, cause all you have to do is to supervise his sessions & kill any that have been creeps & to interfere if you think he's hurt, honestly though, if they don't listen to you, for both of your sakes don't hesitate to kill them, thanks. love you, Jay." she commented before kissing my forhead & departing.
