She's right. It's more comfortable territory for him, and good for building up his confidence, even if it wasn't exactly hurting. Still, the point of this play is for exercise. For their bodies and minds. And for observation. For their teamwork. Being pushed is good, but neither will learn anything if they go so far as to just whomp one another.
He flips easily to avoid the ice projectiles, from hand to foot and back again, until her firing speed catches too far up to him. Plucking one out of the air with practiced precision, he turns it on end, using it to deflect the last two neatly.
It makes him miss Sai a little, actually.
"I'm being good too, you know. You don't see any clones out here yet, do you?"
Which, to be fair, is more for the sake of the lifeguard, and the transfixedly silent old lady, more than anything.
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He flips easily to avoid the ice projectiles, from hand to foot and back again, until her firing speed catches too far up to him. Plucking one out of the air with practiced precision, he turns it on end, using it to deflect the last two neatly.
It makes him miss Sai a little, actually.
"I'm being good too, you know. You don't see any clones out here yet, do you?"
Which, to be fair, is more for the sake of the lifeguard, and the transfixedly silent old lady, more than anything.
"What in stars," she offers finally.