"What did you do?" Malim asked Mian as soon as he got close enough.
"Don't worry, I just made them more battle worthy. It should last for a day or so." Mian said, waving away the red haired man's worries.
"Look, Mian." Malim turned to face Mian with a stern, simmering glare, "I get that you are one of the Original Six Gifted, and that you are most likely stronger than me, but that does not mean you get to act as you like. At least share your ideas with the rest of us before you go ahead and jump the gun!" The man barely kept his voice from raising above a furious whisper.
It was only then that Mian realized how pushy his idea had been. He actually should have shared his idea with the others before acting it out. He truly just wanted to help.
"I'm sorry. I did not think it through all that well, I guess." Mian sighed and lowered his head.
