I take everything seriously,
Zen was a meticulous learner. He could see it in the way his eyes catalogued every movement, walking through the steps like they were a recipe with specific measurements and motions. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing, as long as he practiced enough for the thoughts to become muscle memory. Otherwise, in the heat of battle, he might blank or freeze.
Letting the man manipulate his arm, Zavien looked for any mistakes or weak points. With the slow, careful movements, he didn't have many criticisms, but as the words floated before him, he noted one. He nodded his head in approval. "Good, although try to make sure you lift the arm only up rather than out. Their hand should be nearly flush against their back the entire time, otherwise they can lean forward to loosen the hold." Just to show him, Zavien hinged forward at his hips, the strain on his arm weakening enough for him to pull at Zen's hold on him. It would have been simple to rip out of his grasp, but the Dragoon straightened again as he said, "Try making the adjustment."
Letting the man manipulate his arm, Zavien looked for any mistakes or weak points. With the slow, careful movements, he didn't have many criticisms, but as the words floated before him, he noted one. He nodded his head in approval. "Good, although try to make sure you lift the arm only up rather than out. Their hand should be nearly flush against their back the entire time, otherwise they can lean forward to loosen the hold." Just to show him, Zavien hinged forward at his hips, the strain on his arm weakening enough for him to pull at Zen's hold on him. It would have been simple to rip out of his grasp, but the Dragoon straightened again as he said, "Try making the adjustment."
Zavien
but I also take it lighthearted to recognize I can't control it.
