Amos Morgan's warm smile was familiar, yet he appeared more worn than before. Still, he smiled, his eyes wide with surprise at Vivian's firearms, which remained aimed at the young men lying on the ground.
Vivian felt embarrassed and immediately retrieved her guns, making an awkward face as she greeted him with a short wave of her hand.
"That was… surprising." He looked around at the damage she had done. "Those kids, though, they were really harmless."
"I apologize to them and to you, Professor. I had no way of knowing it was you who invited me." Vivian offered a hand to the poor young man who was holding his bleeding mouth, saying, "Feel free to put the dentist's bill on ViTech's tab."
As she helped him up, Amos Morgan checked on the young woman who was knocked out cold, and the other two young men helped each other up. Then, two more young men walked out from where Amos came from and took their colleagues away.