having trained alongside the man a couple of times and seeing a couple of his matches, tristan was impressed with some of the things that he could do. he still kept a letter that another son of hypnos had left him, so they were definitely close to his heart. “don’t give up.” a match was just finished and tristan was there to help anyone that had gotten knocked down. it was nighttime, so his healing factor had a little bit more of an affect. “if there’s anyone around here that’s telling you this was easy at first, don’t listen to them. trust me, the only thing i knew how to do was talk when i first got here.” the hunter chuckled softly. he had definitely grown more into his abilities with the more time that he had spent at camp. nearly seven months now and he was finally confident in calling himself a hunter. “i have the utmost faith in you max, i just wanted you to know that.”