Eito calmly got off the Kushala, thanking it quietly and walking over to Camziez, untying his bandages slowly.
"So tell me, kid. You think you have what it takes to go in there all by your lonesome and be some great hero? You think you can just do that without any sort of weapons, training or powers?"
Eito truly felt like an old man at the moment, like he was teaching a younger person a lesson he had learned, despite probably not being all that much older than her, if at all. Anyways, soon enough the bandages are off, giving everyone a full view of the numerous scars and wounds on both arms, inculding stabs, burns and bullet wounds. Many look fresh.
"I thought I could get away with doing whatever I wanted even with all the things afforded to me. I've learned a bit of a lesson since."
Once he gets close,he places a hand on her shoulder, frowning.
"Look, my point here is...You're weak. Unbelievably weak. But you can be incredibly strong too. So I want to ask you. Do you believe yourself dedicated enough to get stronger?"