As much as he wanted to praise her instinct to dodge, he was too bemused at how Soh tripped and landed on her ass to find the words that it deserved. He fought the grin that threatened to turn into a laugh until his friend laughed at herself and then he stopped trying to hide it, laughing with her. "Well, that's one way t'dod--HEY!" His outraged yelp was still shaking with laughter as she lunged up and took him by surprise. She would have left a nice black line in his shirt, right above his belly button, if she hadn't pulled it short. It was Tal's turn to try to backpedal a moment too late, and he ended up on his ass still trying to catch his breath.
"I see how it is!" He mock-glared at her, waving his 'deadly' weapon at her threateningly. "No more mister nice guy!" And with that he flung himself across the floor towards her in a belly flop, attempting to 'stab' her closest foot with his knife and pretending to pin it to the ground before rolling away again.
"I see how it is!" He mock-glared at her, waving his 'deadly' weapon at her threateningly. "No more mister nice guy!" And with that he flung himself across the floor towards her in a belly flop, attempting to 'stab' her closest foot with his knife and pretending to pin it to the ground before rolling away again.
