[Immediately, the pace has been differently from before. She takes him seriously; he treats her much the same. When she comes, he braces his heels into the ground and blocks the attack. He holds her there for a moment, and for a moment there is the hint of a flirtatious smile on his face, there and gone again in the space of a blink.]
Good.
[And with a push of his arm, he sends her back, then spins in place for a slash aimed at whatever opening he's created. But he's more mindful of force, applying just enough, and even if she were to get hit it would only cause a slight scratch rather than a gaping wound.
Still, he'd rather avoid anything serious. She cannot heal as he can. Treasure remained delicate.]
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Good.
[And with a push of his arm, he sends her back, then spins in place for a slash aimed at whatever opening he's created. But he's more mindful of force, applying just enough, and even if she were to get hit it would only cause a slight scratch rather than a gaping wound.
Still, he'd rather avoid anything serious. She cannot heal as he can. Treasure remained delicate.]