"Sir, how could you just let that old fatty get away with it?!" Benjamin couldn't help but complain while they were in the lift, seething in anger the more he thought of William's smug grin. "He's already that old, but he kept picking on the young ones — gah! This is so frustrating!"
"Sir Vitt…" Allen tried to calm Benjamin down, but to no avail. He glanced at Zoren and Atlas, but those two were acting as if Benjamin was nothing but a ghost. His face soured as he looked back at Benjamin. "Sir Vitt, I think it's alright now. Please don't get frustrated anymore."
"As if I want to be frustrated!" Benjamin scoffed at him, making Allen flinch slightly. "I mean, I'm not angry at you. I'm just frustrated that William Pierson is audacious enough to treat people like this! Besides, tell me who that security guard was who stopped you! I'll make sure he gets punished for what he did! I'LL RUIN HIM!"
Allen smiled helplessly at Benjamin. "It's alright now, Sir Vitt."
