I take everything seriously,
Zavien laughs at the comment. "I get the strange feeling that you could, but it would definitely make the rest of the battle difficult." Rising from the ground would take time and leave her vulnerable, despite whatever pretty image she gave them. He nods at her next confession, aware that most people don't think about their breathing when fighting, even though it's probably one of the most important aspects.
Her compliment makes him blush a little, a shy chuckle unconsciously slipping out. "Thanks." He's never considered himself good at boxing, but when you've been training as long as he has, they all interconnect. It helps to see Flora demonstrate the techniques perfectly, slamming her fists into the padding. Zavien can't help but give a little victory whoop, pumping his fist. "That was perfect. I think we'll make a boxer out of you yet." He gives her a wide smile, completely serious. She obvious takes instruction well, and he wouldn't be surprised if she passes him and everyone else in skill with just a little bit of practice.
Glancing at the sun, he lets out a long sigh. "They'll be expecting me back soon. I should probably go." The Dragoon peels the velcro with his teeth, handing the pads to the owner with a polite nod before turning back to Flora. "I hope I didn't delay your workout too much, but I really do appreciate your help. Things were getting... questionable back there." He rolls his shoulders, feeling the satisfying tension of exertion starting to build. As long as he can focus on that, maybe he can make it through the next hour. He gives the Queen another thankful smile, reaching out for a handshake. "You're welcome to come train at the Dragon's Nest anytime. I'd be happy to give you another lesson."
Her compliment makes him blush a little, a shy chuckle unconsciously slipping out. "Thanks." He's never considered himself good at boxing, but when you've been training as long as he has, they all interconnect. It helps to see Flora demonstrate the techniques perfectly, slamming her fists into the padding. Zavien can't help but give a little victory whoop, pumping his fist. "That was perfect. I think we'll make a boxer out of you yet." He gives her a wide smile, completely serious. She obvious takes instruction well, and he wouldn't be surprised if she passes him and everyone else in skill with just a little bit of practice.
Glancing at the sun, he lets out a long sigh. "They'll be expecting me back soon. I should probably go." The Dragoon peels the velcro with his teeth, handing the pads to the owner with a polite nod before turning back to Flora. "I hope I didn't delay your workout too much, but I really do appreciate your help. Things were getting... questionable back there." He rolls his shoulders, feeling the satisfying tension of exertion starting to build. As long as he can focus on that, maybe he can make it through the next hour. He gives the Queen another thankful smile, reaching out for a handshake. "You're welcome to come train at the Dragon's Nest anytime. I'd be happy to give you another lesson."
Zavien
but I also take it lighthearted to recognize I can't control it.
