"Oh I learned that at the shop." And had used it as often as he could since. "Bad ass motherfucker." Which may still not make sense but Hamel clearly thinks it's a great thing to be.

"Yeah, I don't have much patience but I figure I go to the trainings, might as well train occasionally."

He scuttled over to a pillar in the corner and flipped his hand off, yanking the goggles off as quick as possible before slapping his hat back down. Then peeked around the corner to make sure no one had seen. Really there were a buncha people around with horns but they called themselves trolls or something. So he still wasn't sure how well a demon would go over in this place. Even a halfblood.

"Should I just uh... set you on the ground or something?" He held the goggles out looking at them curiously.