Yuya sits back on his feet, rubbing his nose with a pained sound. He looks up as Rita as she speaks, frowning a bit.

He won't argue she's wrong. He's seen what exactly they go up against, and if he wants to actually be able to do anything for his friends, he needs to be strong enough to stand against that. It'd be shameful to commit to all this work and then fail to actually make it useful.

"I know." He grabs his staff and pushes himself to his feet. "I won't stop here. I'll keep practicing, so next time we're in trouble I can protect people too."

He doesn't have a lot of hope they won't be in danger ever again.