merri & wolfe
Merri nodded slowly, understanding what Wolfe meant about taking care of his body physically; after Merri had gotten horrendously sick and then gotten better thanks to Flynn, he hadn't cast more than a Cure spell for a few days before he went back into a casting room to get back into shape. Besides, exhaustion never did anybody any good, and Merri would hate to see Wolfe hurt because he overworked himself.
"No," said Merri with a small smile to Wolfe's inquiry. "I mean... I do it -- fight, that is -- when I have to, but..." He trailed off as he considered the groups entering the arena. "I don't feel like I'd do anybody any good out there." Plus, he was too shy to hurt anyone, be it friendly or hostile combat.