[Training] That Holiday Spear-it

The General grinned at the courier's earnest question and his reply was so unexpectedly cheeky that Tal forgot his admiration of the man for a moment and leveled a huffed glare at the teasing. Was that a dad joke?? Ugh.

Not that there was much chance to try and come up with a witty reply not one of Tal's strongest points at the best of times before Deimos was distracting the courier with the tried and true method of animating a target dummy right in front of him. He perked up and clenched his hands around the spear shaft instinctively in reaction for a fight with an actual opponent - well, more or less of one - and didn't remember to loosen his grip until he'd made one testing feint that went exactly where he aimed it.

With a scowl for himself as much as the dancing target he made a conscious effort to loosen his grip and then took two abrupt strides forward, attempting to stab for the dummy's middle in the hopes that a larger target would be easier to hit, even if it was moving. It was barely within the bounds and it lacked the force of his earlier, stationary attempts, but it still scored into 'Sunjata' with a ripping tear across the stomach.