"Of course." The Tranquil remained crouching, measuring his breaths and falling momentarily quiet. After a short period of silence he lifted his longsword and stood, wiping dust from the blade along his thigh. He looked up to regard Ordhan impassively, cold eyes flicking over the man's face.
"You appear to have slept poorly," he commented, putting forward his best guess to explain the knight's weary appearance. He too noticed that he had fared markedly better this morning against the other warrior, but lacked any pretense that it was all to do with his own improvement in skill.
"Are you unwell? It is not necessary to continue."