[Did that touch a nerve? Good. Obviously he's going to keep jabbing at the same spot, now he's found a chink in her armour.]
Have you been training at all?
[He spins the blade in his hand - when they return to Achamoth (if they return to Achamoth, for there is always the possibility Himeka will kill him again, isn't there?) he will need to commission a warscythe, but for now, this will suffice - readies for another leap. He cannot afford to give her breathing space; if she is moving, she isn't casting.]
Do not hold b-
[... something has her attention.
Could it be a trick? It is not her usual style, but perhaps? Or - more irksomely - there may genuinely be something more interesting than him on the field. He will spare a quick glance only and-
- huh.
Well.
He is not unused to fighting for an audience - granted, it has been some time since invitational duels ceased (too many promising military careers ended before they truly began, because Varis' semi-feral son did not understand when to hold back) but cutting the figure he does and pursuing the caliber of foe he favours eyes tend to be drawn - but this is the first time he can recall doing so for a picnicking one. The glance he casts over at Himeka is somewhere between what the actual fuck and can you believe the audacity?, before he laughs]
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Have you been training at all?
[He spins the blade in his hand - when they return to Achamoth (if they return to Achamoth, for there is always the possibility Himeka will kill him again, isn't there?) he will need to commission a warscythe, but for now, this will suffice - readies for another leap. He cannot afford to give her breathing space; if she is moving, she isn't casting.]
Do not hold b-
[... something has her attention.
Could it be a trick? It is not her usual style, but perhaps? Or - more irksomely - there may genuinely be something more interesting than him on the field. He will spare a quick glance only and-
- huh.
Well.
He is not unused to fighting for an audience - granted, it has been some time since invitational duels ceased (too many promising military careers ended before they truly began, because Varis' semi-feral son did not understand when to hold back) but cutting the figure he does and pursuing the caliber of foe he favours eyes tend to be drawn - but this is the first time he can recall doing so for a picnicking one. The glance he casts over at Himeka is somewhere between what the actual fuck and can you believe the audacity?, before he laughs]
Will you fight to entertain them, at least, then?