He knew there was a catch to their lesson! She was spreading out her claws for her to capture them and rip them to pieces leaving them vulnerable! Yes, yes, that's what she was intending to do, Kingston thought irritably, his brows furrowed.

But then again...

He looked down at his list and frowned at the things he wrote. There was one moment where he could have not been here if it wasn't for it. He had to admit, Lainey was one of those people who made him get to this point. Of course, he would never forget the conservation he had with her back in his fifth year.

Running a hand through his hair, he gave a sigh of defeat. "Even though I despise saying this," he started emphasizing on the word, "I wouldn't have reached this point if you hadn't pushed me with your... " Kingston paused, wondering what good word he should use. Evil ways? No. Barbaric manner in teaching? No, no. Childish acts? Eh... No. "Kind ways," he finally decided a small smile on his lips.

"Although, this doesn't mean I love you." He added with a lazy smirk. "This is far away from love. And this also doesn't mean that I carry much respect for you, even though I carry some. Some. So keep that in mind, professor. Don't let your mind play games with you and tell you that I've gotten weak."