[He's not afraid. No disgust, no revulsion. Not even pity. None of what she's come to expect. He's just treating her like.... like a person.
It's.... wonderful.
And once she's done staring at him like he's some kind of magical unicorn, she realizes that he has some good ideas too. Keeping enemies at a distance is definitely relevant to Cardia's interests. She takes the naginata gingerly and steps back so she can swing it. A couple of practice swings are enough to tell her she's doing something not quite right.]
It's a little awkward. Are my hands too far apart or too close together?
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[He's not afraid. No disgust, no revulsion. Not even pity. None of what she's come to expect. He's just treating her like.... like a person.
It's.... wonderful.
And once she's done staring at him like he's some kind of magical unicorn, she realizes that he has some good ideas too. Keeping enemies at a distance is definitely relevant to Cardia's interests. She takes the naginata gingerly and steps back so she can swing it. A couple of practice swings are enough to tell her she's doing something not quite right.]
It's a little awkward. Are my hands too far apart or too close together?
[It may also be her stance.]