Theo quirked an eyebrow as Ash strolled through the room, following her progress as she made her way around to the pell. At her tease, he scoffed lightly, even if half of her statement was true. He hadn't found someone to spar, but drills had their place in practice, a cornerstone to the skill, even if spars could be counted as more exciting. The challenge was different from a spar against a live body, but he had been wishing for that kind of challenge.
“It's a different challenge from a spar, for a different purpose,” Theo pointed out, reasonable in the face of her teasing, although his tone was just as dry as hers. “But you're right, no one volunteered for a spar. Unless you want to drop the skirts for a bout.” His smile tipped into a smirk, a challenging tilt to his head as he watched her behind the pell.
Ash had been a good opponent the last time they'd crossed swords, but they hadn't repeated it since. No real reason, as he didn't think it was a skill Ash found the need for often. Maybe it had more to do with how she'd ended up feeding on him at the end, as fuzzy as his memory was on the details, he did remember his offer.
“It's a different challenge from a spar, for a different purpose,” Theo pointed out, reasonable in the face of her teasing, although his tone was just as dry as hers. “But you're right, no one volunteered for a spar. Unless you want to drop the skirts for a bout.” His smile tipped into a smirk, a challenging tilt to his head as he watched her behind the pell.
Ash had been a good opponent the last time they'd crossed swords, but they hadn't repeated it since. No real reason, as he didn't think it was a skill Ash found the need for often. Maybe it had more to do with how she'd ended up feeding on him at the end, as fuzzy as his memory was on the details, he did remember his offer.