He rolled his eyes but a smile was growing. "Nooo I don't think so, I think we're evenly matched." He wiggled his eyebrows and snickered. "Do you wanna watch the rest of it?" He asked quietly after a moment of silence, he kinda did, but he would have to put his bandana on.

Eheheheheh I sense drama potential with cat-calling assholes))

Kitty chuckled, nodding at his suggestion. "I would like to, yeah. Only if you're up for it." She smiled, sitting up slightly. Usually anything to do with jousting was a safe bet for her, when it came to interest.

I sense yes))

He nodded, planting his feet for a second. He stood up, huffing quietly. Almost losing his balance but luckily he didn't, using the bale as support for a moment. He kept an even face, as much as it hurt. He stepped into Crow's stall to grab his bandana and realized he couldn't tie it himself. He walked back to her, his head hanging slightly. "Can you tie it for me?" He asked quietly, holding the bandana out slightly.

Kitty hovered beside him in case he fell, but he seemed to figure himself out after a few moments. She looked anxiously at his shoulder but let him walk away. She tilted her head as he came back to her, gently taking the bandana from him with a smile. "Of course." She straightened the bandana out, refolding it before she reached up, leaning close to him so she could reach behind his neck. She straightened it quickly before stepping back, smiling. "You look dashing." She teased.

He smiled a little, leaning forward. They were very close, he was quite glad the the bandana was covering his face. He was slightly flustered by her nearness. His light brown eyes glanced over her face, then narrowed. "Not the first time I've heard that." He teased and stood straight up. Moving toward the barn door, slightly slow but he didn't look that distressed.

"Wow, cocky much?" She chuckled, matching pace with him as they walked toward the arena. She made her way into the stands, making sure Ali was close behind her. She attempted to keep her head down, but even she knew she wouldnt be able to avoid it. And so, it came. A few men, much older than her and clearly intoxicated, started thriwing wolf whistles and catcalls at her. She looked down at her feet in silence. Too many people. Of course, then they started throwing insults Ali, and then her, seeing as she was ignoring them.

"Its true, in my line of work ladies tend to fall at my feet whether or not I like them." He said with a slightly disturbed expression that was only half visible. He looked around as they entered the stands. This strangely resembled what he had to deal with. Except this was with men and they were all drunk or with bad intentions. All of them. He didn't feel very disturbed until he noticed that Kitty was uncomfortable. Then they started yelling insults at him. He was not used to that seeing as how less than a week ago there could be crowds cheering him on. But he sighed, making sure he had his perfect posture, just hanging his left shoulder instead of holding it up with his other one. He picked up the pace and moved into line with her. "I'm starting to notice how similar this looks to when girls fall at my feet. Just more drunk and more insults." He said in a calm tone.

Kitty rolled her eyes. "Wow, I can't imagine how horrible it must be to have love interests begging for your attention." She said sarcastically.

"And maybe, less girls, and more age? Yeah. Not my type." She chimed quietly, crossing her arms. Then, someone closer to them gave her a wolfwhistle and went to touch her or hit her, the intention wasn't very clear at the moment.

((Should Kitty destroy the motherfucker or are we letting Ali be a brave boy?))

Ali can be a brave stingbean for a moment hehehe))

he tipped his head, she wasn't wrong. "From the looks of it I prefer my crowd." He grinned- she could probably see that, but he frowned immediately seeing a man step out of the crowd with an outstretched hand. He stepped around her very quickly and grabbed the man's hand, focusing on the stranger's pinky to peel it back. Glaring at the man with his head tipped.

Kitty went to reply, blinking as the man advanced and Ali decided he wasn't allowed pinky finger priveleges. She stumbled back a hakf step to get out of the way, watching Ali in slight shock. The man gave a cry of pain, yanking himself back and throwing a few nonsensical insults at Ali. Kitty blinked and took the step back to his side, tilting her head at him. "Uhm- thank you." She cleared her throat, flushing slightly. She wasn't used to people looking out for her like that. It was... confusing.