It was odd to think of himself as the more experienced boxer, though the way she phrased it left it likely that she had trained elsewhere, if 'training' was the right word for the sort of experience scrapping and brawling could impart. Nothing so formal, likely, just as Kel's 'education' had consisted of hard knocks and lessons learned the painful way in human taverns or when jumped by brigands on the trail.
Or, more recently, from a pugnacious Fae and a wily old man.
"No," he admitted, a touch sheepishly. "I was hoping there would be some early risers who would be willing to offer a few lessons." A hope she had apparently shared - now equally dashed. "But maybe we can figure something out together? I'm Kel. And I could use some lessons in knife work, if you're up for teaching." He'd need something to trade, but hopefully they could come to an arrangement - or figure out a more equitable sparring arrangement.
Or, more recently, from a pugnacious Fae and a wily old man.
"No," he admitted, a touch sheepishly. "I was hoping there would be some early risers who would be willing to offer a few lessons." A hope she had apparently shared - now equally dashed. "But maybe we can figure something out together? I'm Kel. And I could use some lessons in knife work, if you're up for teaching." He'd need something to trade, but hopefully they could come to an arrangement - or figure out a more equitable sparring arrangement.
