No shyness. No insecurities. Loras felt himself smiling, a little wicked if you were paying close enough attention. He moved, standing beside his new student. He put up his guard. "Let's say your arms are your house," he said and showed Obi the way his arms made a floor and roof. "You don't want anyone coming in, right? So your house needs to be solid and strong." He dropped his own arms so he could move around, hands to Obi's hips to help him pivot to get the right stance. "A good house needs a solid foundation." His feet nudged Obi's. "Once the foundation is in place, your house can be strong. No one can tear it down. Understand?"
Somehow, he was certain that Obi understood every word he was saying.