Piece of shit

"Catch!" Without warning, Ray hurled a fighting stick in Mia's direction. She scrambled to catch it, losing her balance and tumbling to the floor in the process.

"Why didn't you tell me before throwing?!" She snapped, slamming her fists on the ground in frustration. 

"Your opponent won't announce when they are going to strike. Get up," he replied calmly, not even sparing her a glance. To her surprise, he began removing his shirt, leaving her bewildered. 

They were here to train so why was he undressing? Was he planning something inappropriate? No, of course not. Even Ray wouldn't try anything in a public training ground. She was definitely overthinking it.

"Why are you taking off your shirt?" Mia finally asked, deciding to voice her confusion directly.