Where he'd come from...he'd been one of the best fighters there. Maybe the best. Even here, even as young as he is, he's still one of the better fighters, already. At least, that's what he's seen.
Which is why it was such a shock the first time he sparred with Laureline and had to pick himself up off the floor while she stood over him and looked down at him coolly. He hadn't complained though, he hadn't made excuses. He'd just gotten up and they'd gone at it again. She made him work hard, it was true...by why would he complain about that? When she was making him better.
Even if their latest training session has left him practically exhausted, enough to have him covered in sweat and drooping as they finish for the day. "...sometimes I am not entirely convinced you aren't actually trying to kill me," he says, wry, his words still laced with the hint of an Eastern European accent he hasn't quite managed to purge from his voice yet, for all he's tried.
Past!Thread, what? (6-of-Spades-Julien so...about 17 years ago? ish)
Which is why it was such a shock the first time he sparred with Laureline and had to pick himself up off the floor while she stood over him and looked down at him coolly. He hadn't complained though, he hadn't made excuses. He'd just gotten up and they'd gone at it again. She made him work hard, it was true...by why would he complain about that? When she was making him better.
Even if their latest training session has left him practically exhausted, enough to have him covered in sweat and drooping as they finish for the day. "...sometimes I am not entirely convinced you aren't actually trying to kill me," he says, wry, his words still laced with the hint of an Eastern European accent he hasn't quite managed to purge from his voice yet, for all he's tried.