[ With his coat out of the way, he hobbles over to her, so he can see the way she curls her fingers. He leaves a respectful distance between them both; it's not like he enjoys being that close to people anyway.
Tilting his head, he sees she's made adjustments from yesterday, thumb on the outside of her fingers. Well, at least she won't break that by throwing a punch anymore. His gaze does go to her sharply though, when she mentions being able to take hits, his brow furrowing.
Heleen. Ghezen damn her. ]
I'm not going to hit you. [ And to clarify, if she's going to assume it's because of her gender: ]
No sparring until you know your basics. There's no point otherwise.
[ It's true he learned the hard way—taking the beating and getting back up to do it again. But it's not what he'd necessarily recommend to anyone interested in learning without a ton of injuries. ]
no subject
Tilting his head, he sees she's made adjustments from yesterday, thumb on the outside of her fingers. Well, at least she won't break that by throwing a punch anymore. His gaze does go to her sharply though, when she mentions being able to take hits, his brow furrowing.
Heleen. Ghezen damn her. ]
I'm not going to hit you. [ And to clarify, if she's going to assume it's because of her gender: ]
No sparring until you know your basics. There's no point otherwise.
[ It's true he learned the hard way—taking the beating and getting back up to do it again. But it's not what he'd necessarily recommend to anyone interested in learning without a ton of injuries. ]