If he had to be perfectly honest, Garreth was a little perplexed by the professor's 'meh' attitude to his answer. 'Avoid conflict type of person'? the boy went over the professor's words a few times in his head. Garreth wasn't the sort of person to seek out conflict, but one thing he most certainly was, was an 11 year old boy. What was the professor expecting? The boy shot a glance over at Azura and almost spoke up at the sight of her watery eyes. Instead, he gave her a sympathetic half-smile, figuring she was thinking the same thing he was. They weren't exactly a battle-hardened warriors. Of course they'd try to hide! And then the professor had even written the words "the best defense is a good offense" on the board! 'What better defense is there than disappearing completely?' the boy thought to himself, rather displeased. Maybe he was just upset that he hadn't manged to impress the professor with his quick thinking.

He took a deep breath and looked up at the professor again. Maybe he'd do better on the second question.

Seizing a silent moment, he raised a hand and spoke his answer. "The jugular, I would assume. If your windpipe is damaged, you might even die." he ran a finger across his adam's apple. "Aren't the temples also pressure points? And the knees, maybe?" the boy genuinely wasn't sure about the last two, but he thought he'd read about pressure points at some point. That, and then there was the fact that he couldn't possibly imagine being struck in any of those places would be comfortable.