The only problem with the headbutt was that it hurt Tal, too. Just not as much, since he knew what was coming and was able to angle his head to make sure he took the least damage from it. But he sure felt the moment of impact and the way Zavien reeled back was anything but feigned. The courier grinned through his own incipient headache and straightened up, releasing his friend so the Dragoon could get some space.
The complaint was music to his ears, as was the laughter letting him know that Zav hadn't taken it personally. Tal stripped the wraps from his right hand and reached out to clap his friend on the shoulder - letting the healing power of his ring flow into the Dragoon, first. "Warned ya, didn't I? No one ever expects y't'punch 'em with your head!" Which was absolutely true given how dumb of a move it was. But it worked just often enough to make it worth keeping in the toolbox. "I better get back t'steerin' if you've had enough. I know I sure have!" He touched his stomach gingerly with a rueful grin of his own before reaching for his Vest and heading for the wheel once more.
~fin
The complaint was music to his ears, as was the laughter letting him know that Zav hadn't taken it personally. Tal stripped the wraps from his right hand and reached out to clap his friend on the shoulder - letting the healing power of his ring flow into the Dragoon, first. "Warned ya, didn't I? No one ever expects y't'punch 'em with your head!" Which was absolutely true given how dumb of a move it was. But it worked just often enough to make it worth keeping in the toolbox. "I better get back t'steerin' if you've had enough. I know I sure have!" He touched his stomach gingerly with a rueful grin of his own before reaching for his Vest and heading for the wheel once more.
~fin
