Daniel pulled himself back upright from his more lanky, stressed, hunching position that he had taken after his attacks. He saw Kitty approach him and extend her hand, though didn't panic because of the little adrenaline rush he'd had during that fight with a pretty durable opponent. "Mmmm, sorry, I don't think I'll be able to reciprocate the handshake, my hands are burned all the way to hell, and I can't tell if they're hot anymore or not, but good match nonetheless!" He attempted a smile in place of the handshake, beginning to fan his hands in the air in order to cool them off, before saying a goodbye and heading back inside the building to get some kind of healing solvent for his lower arms from the medical bay.
Celia watched the end of the battle with a huge grin on her face, glad that her brother was able to pull the clutch. She turned to Samal and gave a small huff, gesturing to the field. "Well? Shouldn't you be going for your match? Hmph, you were so obvious, I can't believe your surprise worked." She spoke, though it wasn't much genuine anger as it was sarcasm. She turned her head again to Val once Samal had peaced out, and smiled. "Well, good on him, right? At least public humiliation didn't happen! And don't worry about him, he'll only be hurting after he gets healed up for a few hours, in case that was something you were concerned about."
Celia watched the end of the battle with a huge grin on her face, glad that her brother was able to pull the clutch. She turned to Samal and gave a small huff, gesturing to the field. "Well? Shouldn't you be going for your match? Hmph, you were so obvious, I can't believe your surprise worked." She spoke, though it wasn't much genuine anger as it was sarcasm. She turned her head again to Val once Samal had peaced out, and smiled. "Well, good on him, right? At least public humiliation didn't happen! And don't worry about him, he'll only be hurting after he gets healed up for a few hours, in case that was something you were concerned about."