[Training] Something old, something new

REXANNA i am your friend, a soul for your soul. home. sun or water, here or away — A hint of surprise crossed her face when the pale woman had asked her to stay – watched as Maea shuffled a bit closer and adjusted the dark rags that she wore like a shawl. She spoke of being restless, a feat that Rexanna could understand. But as she mentioned training, Rexanna’s own head tilted ever so slightly – her dark curtain of hair sweeping over her shoulder with the movement. But the woman had smiled at her, and Rexanna felt compelled to help her in any way she could. To help her, to add to her findings that the Outlanders weren’t all bad. After all, she had let Rory and Jigano in on Longnight. She had helped Nathaniel clean his home and the surrounding area after. And now, now with all of that she had this woman wishing to train. “Oh! Sure, I can help with that.” She said, offering a smile in return. “How do you want to train?” She questioned, tilting her head yet again. Was she hoping for a combat style training? If so, Rexanna wasn’t particularly good with that. But she was fast, agile, and able to outrun those in her previous world. But here, she also had magic, but looking at Maea she wasn’t certain if the other woman held it too. It seemed only a few far and between held the possibilities at their fingertips. She waited for the woman for a moment to tell her how they were to train, when Rexanna realized she hadn’t even learned Maea’s name or given her own in return. “Oh, I’m Rexanna by the way.” She said with a small smile, dipping her head in a more formal kind of greeting – a small blush rising to her cheeks at having forgotten such a simple thing. —we are a lighthouse, we leave and we stay.