[ She's right, he could've kicked them or refused to teach them. Still there's something there right. It's not the strange feeling that Cal gets sometimes when he's in a class with the man, like he should be far, far away from him. Maybe it's just his imagination, or has to do with what happened at the ball... ]
Thanks. It's been helping to practice with other people, too. And you're definitely not so bad, yourself.
[ He remembers the dream again; the strange weapon he'd used and how deftly he'd wielded it. Cal steps back a bit out of the way (he's already been hit in the face with snow today, thank you very much) to give Eden room.
Casually observing, until... he blinks, brow furrowing. ]
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Thanks. It's been helping to practice with other people, too. And you're definitely not so bad, yourself.
[ He remembers the dream again; the strange weapon he'd used and how deftly he'd wielded it. Cal steps back a bit out of the way (he's already been hit in the face with snow today, thank you very much) to give Eden room.
Casually observing, until... he blinks, brow furrowing. ]
Did you just -- ?