He'd been expecting - hoping - that Alys would dodge, but her instincts brought her towards him rather than away. He hit her with as much control as he had as he took them both down, trying to keep a little of his weight off of her as they hit the floor. It was a lot different than wrestling with Sah; Tal felt vaguely guilty about using his height and strength against someone smaller than him, even if Alys had asked him to.
But down they went regardless, the courier landing on top and pinning his sparring partner. He winced at his own success, but started to push himself up to claim the victory--
He saw the flicker of the knife moving through the air from the corner of his eye and instinct moved his body. Even as he straightened he twisted, trying to avoid the blade or knock it away. He had seen it too late, however, and the dull dagger stabbed right into the bruise that Alys's first attack had caused. Tal let out a strangled oof and grabbed for the weapon as he toppled to the side - freeing Alys as he gave a more theatrical groan. "Y'got me! Y'win! Mercy!" he begged, looking at his partner with pitiful eyes that he had definitely learned from Boreal.
But down they went regardless, the courier landing on top and pinning his sparring partner. He winced at his own success, but started to push himself up to claim the victory--
He saw the flicker of the knife moving through the air from the corner of his eye and instinct moved his body. Even as he straightened he twisted, trying to avoid the blade or knock it away. He had seen it too late, however, and the dull dagger stabbed right into the bruise that Alys's first attack had caused. Tal let out a strangled oof and grabbed for the weapon as he toppled to the side - freeing Alys as he gave a more theatrical groan. "Y'got me! Y'win! Mercy!" he begged, looking at his partner with pitiful eyes that he had definitely learned from Boreal.
