“Are you in your самообороны?” (Are you here for a self-defense class?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. Military man Erick's brown eyes looked you up and down, examining you carefully. His arms crossed, flexing his muscles. He couldn't stop himself from looking at Maddie Carter for a second, all his focus on her. Erick waited for a response or any action, not wanting to rush him but growing impatient. He didn't have forever and couldn't wait long. His balaclava hid the expression on his face. face, but your eyes are completely focused on them.