"Yes a drink....I think that's a suitable punishment for you punching a superior, no? I mean...." He just smiled knowing that somewhere deep down she was probably cursing him for everything that he was worth. "Would you rather something else? You mentioned you had tequila at your home, yes?" For him it was already a done deal, Amor rarely abused his position, he loathed doing it. However when he made exceptions it was usually for situations like this. The punch didn't really bother him, but her reaction to him saying she should get him a drink is what fueled this.

Had she perhaps stayed a bit more calm, he probably wouldn't have bothered. But at his core there was a little sadist that lived inside of him, and it made him want to poke others occasionally. When the situation called for it.

Though he never got to finish that thought as exhaustion eventually took hold, and he was panting before a loud booming voice echoed out around the two of them. It was something he didn't recognize, something he had no clue where it came from, but what he did know was the mild panic forming in the back of his mind when the stairs vanished from beneath him, thankfully after a second it was followed by the simulation ending.

"That was worse than the space one....At least there I was on a platform of sorts...." Flying never bothered him, but he had something underneath him always. That slight feeling of weightlessness when there was just a void of nothingness beneath you. Now that he was back on solid ground, the panic was gone, and he just ran his fingers through his hair with a sigh. "Well I at least learned one thing going there...." It would seem that Makoto Kurumi, and howard slayte hadn't been wrong at all.

"Thank you again for coming with me...." He expressed to Lulu Flint genuinely before stretching out a bit.

Lulu Flint