It's not Marcus' fault that she thinks, for a split second, of him rushing toward her with his stave out and feels her mouth go dry.
"Will you go slowly?" stings to ask, but the necessity of it can't be denied. She tries to soften it as she attempts to mirror his stance, adding, "This is new to me. Fighting with staves."
That information can't be news to him, not after that fight. If she'd known how to do more than cast with her staff, she might have fallen back on it then.
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It's not Marcus' fault that she thinks, for a split second, of him rushing toward her with his stave out and feels her mouth go dry.
"Will you go slowly?" stings to ask, but the necessity of it can't be denied. She tries to soften it as she attempts to mirror his stance, adding, "This is new to me. Fighting with staves."
That information can't be news to him, not after that fight. If she'd known how to do more than cast with her staff, she might have fallen back on it then.