[Training] Lightning and Blades

Peter had, admittedly, fallen out of the habit of training since arriving in Caido. It would be nice to get back into the habit, his days long and chaotic without the comfort of a routine, and his limbs restless without something to work at. He arrived in the woods ready, his usual layers traded away for a simple long sleeved shirt, some leggings, and gloves. There was the glint of a blade on each hip; small, light things, good for distance but not much else. Zariah was already waiting, Peter rushing to close the last of the distance between them. He stopped short and hesitated a moment before bowing his head. He had been taught to speak only when spoken to, and that was a practice he put into place now, straightening up and waiting for her to tell him what he was going to be doing. Peter try, try your whole life to be righteous and good