Who: Percival and Faith Where: Garden When: After this What: Reluctant sparring Warnings: Fighting, Faith's language
Percival made his way to the gardens, against his better judgement. But he could see that this 'Faith' was going to get herself hurt if she carried on like this. At least he could trust himself not to hurt her.
He pushed open the door, frowning as always at the room full of plants. It made no sense whatsoever. But he wasn't going to worry about. He knew he could never understand.