[Training] Growing Pains

"Coy would be a lie, yes." The alchemist agreed with a crooked grin. He would have crossed his arms if he didn't think it a bad move strategically, so instead he just quirked a brow at his friend. "Is that what Vanya tells you? That you're fast?" Listening in earnest now, Remi tried to soak up as much of the information that Ronin was giving him as he could. But for a mind made for schematics and structure he was finding the improvisation which was required rather hard to pin down. Repeatedly he'd ask questions that were context dependent to which Ronin couldn't possibly give a definitive answer to. Finally, as the former captain suggested they try again, Remi all but groaned as he nodded. This was clearly something he would probably never be good at. Retreating a few steps, Remi lowered himself into a defensive stance as Ronin had showed him. His weight was evenly balanced and his hands were raised to about chest-height so that he could be in a good position to block whatever Ronin might throw his way. "Perhaps I will let you come to me this time, oh speedy-one." REMI And common sense falls second place to the way it feels when you kiss my face