you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
Honestly, for a second Ronin is a little bit worried that Sera is about to sink a throwing knife right into his shin, and he lets out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding when it thocks instead into the lower part of his shield. "That's it," he encourages, nodding and reaching around to pull the knife out again (and trying and failing to hide the way he jumps a bit when she screeches her victory). She reaches for the bow again and Ronin grins, gesturing for her to go ahead.
"Of course you can. It's your training," he says, backing up once more so she can get the full range of the bow. "If this is something you think you're comfortable using, we can do something separate another time just to get you practice with it. It's not my forte, honestly." Strange as that may seem. "Okay, hit me!"
"Of course you can. It's your training," he says, backing up once more so she can get the full range of the bow. "If this is something you think you're comfortable using, we can do something separate another time just to get you practice with it. It's not my forte, honestly." Strange as that may seem. "Okay, hit me!"
RONIN
