Tal didn't yelp for once at the sudden voice behind him, but he did fumble the axe for a second. Luckily he reacted quickly enough to catch it before it could fall, but his embarrassed scowl was in full force as he turned to see his new guildmaster in the hall. The scowl wasn't for Edmund - it was entirely at himself for losing track of his surroundings and letting someone sneak up on him, and then being butter-fingered enough to almost drop his weapon - but that didn't mean it was obvious who the grouchy expression was aimed at.
"Sparrin'? I mean... sure, I could do that," he agreed awkwardly, hefting the weapon on front of him almost defensively as he glanced down at it and then back to the young man who had pulled the whole guild together.
He followed Edmund down to the trainings grounds outside and took up a defensive stance, brows furrowing in concentration as he adjusted his grip on the weapon, finding its balance anew. "I guess we haven't really talked much, huh?" It wasn't the most graceful opener, but it beat standing around in silence trying to beat the shit out of each other, he figured. And if they were going to be working together they probably should get to know each other a little better, yeah?
"Sparrin'? I mean... sure, I could do that," he agreed awkwardly, hefting the weapon on front of him almost defensively as he glanced down at it and then back to the young man who had pulled the whole guild together.
He followed Edmund down to the trainings grounds outside and took up a defensive stance, brows furrowing in concentration as he adjusted his grip on the weapon, finding its balance anew. "I guess we haven't really talked much, huh?" It wasn't the most graceful opener, but it beat standing around in silence trying to beat the shit out of each other, he figured. And if they were going to be working together they probably should get to know each other a little better, yeah?
