[Training] for old time's sake

It’s the way that he tries his hardest to do what she wants him to do even though it goes against his nature, that she finds endearing. He’s got a similar effect on her too, bringing out the nurturing, logical care side of her and making her occasionally think twice about her actions. Wessex will never be as kind or as thoughtful as the other people in Rory’s life. She may never  sit down to tea with him and chat about life in the Grounds. But she will take care of him when he needs it. She will protect him when she can. She will be the bad guy so he doesn’t ever have to be, even though he would never want her to do that for him. This lesson is her love language. She makes a few corrections: angle of the blade and a looser hold (the knife should be free to move, but not free to leap from his hand), and then nods approvingly. His second hold is better, she just makes a small thumb position adjustment. “Ahhh… pretend you’re trying to catch a runaway goat?” she throws the suggestion out there for a ‘ready’ stance, regardless of knowing whether or you can actually catch one of those bouncy critters successfully by yourself. “Whatever works for you so you can easily move. And if the knife is in your right hand your right foot should be slightly forward. Same if it’s in the left.” Wessex demonstrates her own stance, crouched down to minimize the target area, both hands in front of her but with upper arms and elbows tucked in tightly. She seems to peer out at Rory from just behind above and behind the blade, protecting her face. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm