Waaaaiiiit.

Was that laughter what he was hearing? From Ellie? So, she wasn't mad at him? Because he'd totally give her the snitch, even talk to Vindictus and tell him to announce a different outcome.

Speaking of outcomes...had Simon hurt himself when he crashed into the Stands? Had he hurt someone else?

Treyen didn't have time to look toward the Stands because Ellie had spoken, and he was now looking at her. HA. "So are you." He still thought she looked beautiful pretty. And then her hands were on his lips? But she was getting them even more dirty, or so he thought, no? He couldn't help but smile, widely, and stopped the movement of her hand, taking it away from his face, "Try not to make it worse," the snitch was left go, and he turned over his sleeve, only to reveal a not-at-all-muddy side of fabric which served him to remove most of the mud in his face.

NOT HIS HAIR. What an utter failure.

He needed a shower as soon as possible.

Huh? What? Good job? His eyes landed on the snitch, and then frowned again, "Do you want to keep it?" he said, taking the small ball in his hand and extending his hand only a liiiiittle bit towards her. He still had two other snitches. The first one he ever caught when Miranda was still here, and the one from the last match.

But then his Captain practically squeezed him, and he blinked repeatedly at her brilliant words. Yay? Well, yes, of course. Was she aware that she also got the mud in Treyen's uniform on her? Heh. She was soon gone, though, before she could see the smile on his face.

He eyed Jacob next, and what was that look on his face? He sure seemed scary, like when Kaika was angry. Pffft. Beaters.