[/html]Arms hung at his sides, standing quiet and still as she moved. He could almost see the invisible opponent that she faced, her hits direct and controlled. The sword appeared, stunning the male slightly and finding her even more intimidating. Was he indeed intimidated? He had not found her that way before, and he knew that he had under estimated her from their very first meeting. Though he had never thought that she was lying to him about her training, he had never imagined that she was so experienced for being so young.
She turned to see him, standing there with eyes in awe. Her question can hastily and he took a step back and shook his head. Only a moment. He estimated, giving himself a bit of give on the honesty. He had only wanted to be there a moment before letting her continue her training and practice. But he had ended up staying much too long. I didn’t mean to interrupt. He added, watching her as she mimicked his own sense of unease. He realized he had been picking at the fur of his arm since she noticed him.
He cleared his throat, gaining a bit of his confidence back. They were friends, and he had a natural ease around her and the situation had not squashed that. You said you were trained, he spoke with a growing closed mouth smile, but you didn’t explain how talented you were. Words were genuine, any teasing or charm absent.
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