Noah held up the other hand as well and did the same.

Francis smiled and cocked his head to the side. "Feel better?"

Noah got up. "AAAAAAGH!" He kicked at the man again.

Francis blinked and dodged as the other was loud and clear what he was doing. "You need to learn to fight better. How often do you win?"

"Fuck off!" he shouted, because he tended to lose.

Francis had to stifle his smirk as much as he can. "It hasn't worked yet. Come on, you need to relax. You'll be happier."

"I told you to fuck off! Why can't you!?" It seemed like they were going in circles.

Francis shrugged. "I haven't won yet."

"You win." Noah stated. "Now will you go?"

Francis rose a brow and smiled more. "You can't say I win. You don't even understand the game."