[ Blink and you miss it: an unguarded smile, inexplicably fond, as she watches him. The man this kid grows up to be - yeah, she sees it all, splayed out as clear as a blood trail on a carpet. ]
I'll think about it.
[ Playfully, as she steps across from him and parries the blows as he uses his new sticks, so he can test out how they feel against an opponent. Grayson, you idiot, she's supposed to be an aloof elitist about who she teaches, but she can't resist showing off. ]
action;
I'll think about it.
[ Playfully, as she steps across from him and parries the blows as he uses his new sticks, so he can test out how they feel against an opponent. Grayson, you idiot, she's supposed to be an aloof elitist about who she teaches, but she can't resist showing off. ]