| [Jan. 23rd, 2009|01:32 am] |
The muscle in her jaw jumped. If he hadn't done it, then he had no right to judge her on it. "I slipped up with a sparring partner so I could learn how not to snap teeth in the field. Raidou knew exactly what I was doing." Not that he knew why she was panicking, but he'd still known what she was trying to accomplish. "Better to deal with it in the gym than to get us both killed."
She glanced at his hands, the fingers he'd purposely relaxed on his laundry basket, then back at his eyes. "If you've never put yourself in a situation where you'll forget, how are either of you going to know how you'll react when it's important?" |
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