Bask in the Light of the Stars
Zen's brow furrowed lightly as Zavien explained proper hand placement for the maneuver. It felt strange to have a stranger touch him and he kept one eye on the Dragoon's face for any shifts that might be concerning. The man seemed to truly be teaching him and not plotting. As such, the Demi-god let himself turn his entire focus on the lesson.
A slight grimace flashed on his face as Zen felt the tension in his shoulder. His form stiffened now that this practical stranger was at his back. There was an internal, instinctual flare of alarm at the mention of grabbing his neck, but when Zavien instead went for the shoulder, Zen relaxed and continued to listen to the Dragoons' words.
When he was released, Zen shook out his arm, rubbing the shoulder briefly as he felt the echoed strain in his muscles. He broke the steps down in his mind as he did so. Grasp their arm, pull it close, and get behind them. Keep them still and unable to turn around while you lift their arm. The Demi-god was ready.
Nodding, he reached out and grasped Zavien's arm, adjusting the placement of his hands as best as he could to align with what he'd been shown. Pulling the Dragoon's arm closer, he took a few steps to get behind the man. One hand came and firmly held Zavien's shoulder to hold him still. Zen then carefully lifted the man's arm, stopping and holding as soon as he saw the first sign of discomfort in the Dragoons' body language. Stars formed in front of Zavien as Zen stilled. (Is this right?)
A slight grimace flashed on his face as Zen felt the tension in his shoulder. His form stiffened now that this practical stranger was at his back. There was an internal, instinctual flare of alarm at the mention of grabbing his neck, but when Zavien instead went for the shoulder, Zen relaxed and continued to listen to the Dragoons' words.
When he was released, Zen shook out his arm, rubbing the shoulder briefly as he felt the echoed strain in his muscles. He broke the steps down in his mind as he did so. Grasp their arm, pull it close, and get behind them. Keep them still and unable to turn around while you lift their arm. The Demi-god was ready.
Nodding, he reached out and grasped Zavien's arm, adjusting the placement of his hands as best as he could to align with what he'd been shown. Pulling the Dragoon's arm closer, he took a few steps to get behind the man. One hand came and firmly held Zavien's shoulder to hold him still. Zen then carefully lifted the man's arm, stopping and holding as soon as he saw the first sign of discomfort in the Dragoons' body language. Stars formed in front of Zavien as Zen stilled. (Is this right?)
Or be burned by their light
Zen
