[ ah. well, that makes sense, though as inej wracks her brain, she really can't think of one for kaz. how he holds himself is obvious - he needs to compensate for his leg, but it doesn't seem to stop him, or hamper him. ]
What is mine, then?
[ she asks, almost curious if he knows. he probably does, given he's the one who taught her how to fight. but inej so rarely gets hit that she hasn't ever really considered someone could predict her movement. dunyasha is clearly the exception to the rule. ]
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What is mine, then?
[ she asks, almost curious if he knows. he probably does, given he's the one who taught her how to fight. but inej so rarely gets hit that she hasn't ever really considered someone could predict her movement. dunyasha is clearly the exception to the rule. ]