K O A
and they will shake their heads
and wag their bony fingers
and wag their bony fingers
Koa is quickly finding himself out of depth with this conversation, but also, he's still convinced he's right. And so he answers with as much eloquence as he can muster, his head tilted and an eyebrow raised as he fixes Everest with a fondly exasperated what the fuck look. "That's.... kinda dumb, man. Sounds like you're tryin' to over-explain something as simple as common sense."
"Well there's the problem. It doesn't have to be about combat," Koa protests, shaking his head. "There's plenty of reasons to train, and ways to do it without fighting. Gotta take care of your body, my friend. Sharpens the mind, too." Koa taps against his head, Roll Safe style. "Come by the training field sometime - I'll show you some stuff you can do on your own. Some orders to choose to follow on your own time. Or choose not to. Sounds fun, right?"
"Well there's the problem. It doesn't have to be about combat," Koa protests, shaking his head. "There's plenty of reasons to train, and ways to do it without fighting. Gotta take care of your body, my friend. Sharpens the mind, too." Koa taps against his head, Roll Safe style. "Come by the training field sometime - I'll show you some stuff you can do on your own. Some orders to choose to follow on your own time. Or choose not to. Sounds fun, right?"
in all the wrong directions—
and by daybreak we'll be gone
and by daybreak we'll be gone
