I take everything seriously,
This time, Zavien didn't make it as easy for Zen. He didn't offer his arm, and he gave enough resistance for the man to get an idea of what it would be like to use it in a real fight against someone who really wanted to escape.
The Dragoon was satisfied with the initial hand placement, feeling it press against his wrist in a way that would make it difficult to escape. As he pulled his arm to the back, Zavien tensed his muscles, pulling enough to disrupt if the technique was incorrect, but Zen had been paying attention, and he succeeded in properly pinning the arm. The strain on his arm was enough to hurt, but he stayed silent, waiting until the man had released him.
His green eyes drifted to the word, a single question that was easier to make out. Nodding his head, he met Zen's eyes. "Good. You seem like you've got it. Just work through it over and over to build the speed and muscle memory." It was the same advice he'd give to anyone, the same advice he'd given to younger Dragoons, the same practice he'd used to grow his own skills.
With the moment passing, Zavien could feel the discomfort returning, the straining of the companion bond pulling at his emotions. He swallowed, rubbing his shoulder a little as he considered the man. "If it's okay with you, I think I should get going. As much as I'd like to talk and get to know you, I'm not in a great mindset right now, and it's a little difficult to read your messages." As he'd already picked up on. Nodding his head, he added, "If you're ever in Stormbreak, feel free to come find me. I'll show you another move or two."
The Dragoon was satisfied with the initial hand placement, feeling it press against his wrist in a way that would make it difficult to escape. As he pulled his arm to the back, Zavien tensed his muscles, pulling enough to disrupt if the technique was incorrect, but Zen had been paying attention, and he succeeded in properly pinning the arm. The strain on his arm was enough to hurt, but he stayed silent, waiting until the man had released him.
His green eyes drifted to the word, a single question that was easier to make out. Nodding his head, he met Zen's eyes. "Good. You seem like you've got it. Just work through it over and over to build the speed and muscle memory." It was the same advice he'd give to anyone, the same advice he'd given to younger Dragoons, the same practice he'd used to grow his own skills.
With the moment passing, Zavien could feel the discomfort returning, the straining of the companion bond pulling at his emotions. He swallowed, rubbing his shoulder a little as he considered the man. "If it's okay with you, I think I should get going. As much as I'd like to talk and get to know you, I'm not in a great mindset right now, and it's a little difficult to read your messages." As he'd already picked up on. Nodding his head, he added, "If you're ever in Stormbreak, feel free to come find me. I'll show you another move or two."
Zavien
but I also take it lighthearted to recognize I can't control it.
