If Krem didn't know better, he might have thought that the hat was glued to Cole's head, with the way he could move and still keep it on. He was distracted from the thought when he looked Cole in the face as they circled eachother. It worried him more than it probably should have, seeing that strange emptiness.

He wouldn't be deterred though, and he ducked forward, feinting in one direction then dipping low, aiming to take Cole's legs out from under him.