"Training? Now?" they ask, stopping on their heel and looking at Neos like she actually as crazy as her expression might indicate. "No, I'm not—I just want to—" It's so much harder to talk like this; they feel like their tongue is completely tied and their words are just evaporating from their mind. They stand there silently, trying to urge something to come out of their throat, and all at once they spill out, "I want to hit something!"