[Training] Bury your surprise

Edmund could easily read the lie in every muscle; tension and panic coiled like a spring. He'd seen the look on his Mum's face in the past, when her trauma became too much. He carefully stood up but stayed a small distance away to appear less of a threat. Giving Maea a nod, he let the topic drop, "Ok. I promise I'll be more careful if we ever spar again." Strictly weapons, no physical altercations. He'd love to do so. The young Ancient found sparring to be a wonderful way to bond with his fellow Ancients. Yet, he wouldn't push Maea. If she were willing, he'd be happy to get to know her in any other manner. Nervous, he fiddled with the sleeve of his jacket, cautiously meeting Maea's eyes, "Are we ok?" Was there still a chance for friendship or should he avoid her in the future for her own comfort? Edmund Reborn In Fire