Jude
I'll stare at the ceiling, I'll wait right here
Jude wrinkles his nose right back at her, playful and content to be juvenile. Harper had taught him in much the same way, wanting training to be fun and lighthearted even in the midst of difficult exercises or important rules. He'd undeniably had a good teacher, now he just needs to pass it on.
He can tell she's nervous and reluctant to hit him, but Jude is not only fairly confident in his abilities, he's equally uncertain of hers. In a loving way of course! Because as soon as she throws a punch, Jude's back foot slides easily and he turns a few inches out of her way, using both hands to push her outstretched arm in the hopes of forcing her off-balance. Once he catches her eyes again, he smiles encouragingly, not wanting her to be disappointed.
He demonstrates his own punch in the air, tighter to the body and not extending as far away. Faster, too. Maybe she'll get the message that she won't hurt him with something this basic, though he motions with his hands again in a circular array to mean 'try again'.
He can tell she's nervous and reluctant to hit him, but Jude is not only fairly confident in his abilities, he's equally uncertain of hers. In a loving way of course! Because as soon as she throws a punch, Jude's back foot slides easily and he turns a few inches out of her way, using both hands to push her outstretched arm in the hopes of forcing her off-balance. Once he catches her eyes again, he smiles encouragingly, not wanting her to be disappointed.
He demonstrates his own punch in the air, tighter to the body and not extending as far away. Faster, too. Maybe she'll get the message that she won't hurt him with something this basic, though he motions with his hands again in a circular array to mean 'try again'.
'Cause I don't get the feeling you'll stay another year
