His eyes widen as she kicks him and his knees buckle. "OW!" he shouts. After a few seconds he gets to his feet slowly and his eyes are dark with murder, "Watch your back Matthews. You've just made an enemy," he growls menacingly
She had expected some sort of angry comment, when it didn't happen she couldn't help the surprise she felt. "Life's too short to argue and fight' it was something her father said "Hi Brandon" She said civily
It took Sean a moment to recover from the bump as he then turned to face Roxy, looking to her, eyebrows raised. He then pointed to himself. "Me?!" He exclaimed, then drawing his eyes to the varieties of quills that filled her hands. "No, that was you and your quills dearie."
He chuckled, and scratched the back of his head. "No, no, it doesn't bug me. I mean, I don't speak it, so I don't think it would be an overly good idea to continue." He chuckled. "But that would be amusing. Having a conversation in two different languages. We could be saying anything to each other... except that you'd understand me and..." he trailed off and looked at the merchandise again. "So what brings you in here?"
"Well, the store's got all kinds of stuff," he said. He pointed out things as he went along. "Love potions and other love-related things are over there. Skiving Snackboxes are to your left-- sweets and stuff to get you out of class. Over... there," he said, searching and finding a display, "is like getaway stuff-- hats and stuff to make you invisible... peruvian instant darkness powder..."