He followed her gaze to the Barrows, his expression turning thoughtful as he gave a slow nod at her mention of the battle. Something about the way she phrased it - and the knowing smirk that spoke of personal investment - made him turn back to her with fresh respect in emerald eyes. "Indeed. Did you take part in it?"
His face was the same as it had always been, but there were a few new scars on his shoulders, back and arms. Most small and likely to fade with time, but a few larger ones that spoke of significant, jagged gashes too-swiftly healed. They had not yet been tattooed over in gold. He started to nod in answer to her question, opening his mouth to speak--
Cue stepping into the patch of quicksand moss. A grunt escaped the Tidebreaker as his balance was thrown off and he managed to catch himself by sheer core strength. Looking, for once, mildly perturbed at the interruption he bent his knee in order to slam two sharp, hard punches down into the body of the creature so that it writhed and loosened its grip. He pulled his leg out immediately and backed off to greener grass with a slight frown. "I have been in some battles of my own. And found my strength lacking." He raised a brow at his chaotic friend, partly in concern for her own interaction with the moss and partly in invitation. "I am in need of further training, if you would care to join me?"
His face was the same as it had always been, but there were a few new scars on his shoulders, back and arms. Most small and likely to fade with time, but a few larger ones that spoke of significant, jagged gashes too-swiftly healed. They had not yet been tattooed over in gold. He started to nod in answer to her question, opening his mouth to speak--
Cue stepping into the patch of quicksand moss. A grunt escaped the Tidebreaker as his balance was thrown off and he managed to catch himself by sheer core strength. Looking, for once, mildly perturbed at the interruption he bent his knee in order to slam two sharp, hard punches down into the body of the creature so that it writhed and loosened its grip. He pulled his leg out immediately and backed off to greener grass with a slight frown. "I have been in some battles of my own. And found my strength lacking." He raised a brow at his chaotic friend, partly in concern for her own interaction with the moss and partly in invitation. "I am in need of further training, if you would care to join me?"
