[SE] [Training] to survive, one way or another

Alys

Alys might have chided Deimos for not taking this time for himself - he was always striving to work, to help, to contribute in some way to everyone but himself - but she figured that her scolding would fall on deaf ears. The Sword seemed to be unable to sit still for long, always seeming to be searching for the next thing to work on, perhaps because there was indeed an unending list of things that needed to be done. Alys hoped that she wasn't just another checkbox on that list, but she followed along meekly at the suggestion of training. She could always use instruction, after all.

At Deimos's question, the seer paused. "I don't often fight hand-to-hand," she said before making a face. Truth be told, she didn't fight much at all, but that was neither here nor there. "I'm not sure I even know how to throw a decent punch." Perhaps today would remedy that for her, but she would leave final plans and procedures up to Deimos.

I once believed love would be burning red
But it’s golden