[SE] [Training] Hit me, baby, one more time

He would bear a bruise from her fist if he did not Heal them both first, but he was willing to accept the hit in exchange for landing one of his own. He had chosen the strike because of how his body was twisted and how much shorter Thalassa was; he could not aim at her ribs with how their arms were entangled. Her reaction - of lack of it, in how she froze - informed him immediately that something was wrong, however, and he swiftly released her wrist and abandoned his stance--

But she was already stomping onto his foot, drawing a wince from him at last so that he was the one who stepped back from her. Emerald eyes regarded her with more than concern - there was genuine worry in them as he looked over her, confusion evident in the faint furrow of his brows. "I... do not understand," he admitted slowly. "Will you allow me to heal us? And tell me what I have done?" What he would not do again, once he understood the cause of her distress.