What would you say to some morning spars? Provided, of course, that it fits into your schedule.
[ Since their last Oracle, he's come to think that training on his own isn't enough. He may not have taken losses, but to protect others, he has to be capable of more.
Few train with more dedication than Dimitri, back home, and he's a formidable fighter. ]
[ It's apparent how excited Dimitri is and Yuri can't help the way his expression softens for it. He supposes Dimitri couldn't go all out unless he was facing an enemy, so he nods along. ]
I'll be holding you to it... And I'll do my best to give you a sporting challenge.
Wherever you picked it up, you've done well. You're a fine host, Dimitri. I hope you know that.
[ Yuri'd like to think that, as another Faerghan, he's in a good position to say as much. He knows what tends to be expected among their people in terms of hospitality. ]
[ Casting good posture aside again, he props his elbows on his thighs and leans in marginally closer, as though this conversation is somehow conspirational. ]
I doubt I know the half of what you went through. I'm sure the actions you regret, you'll try to set right. I'm equally sure you know my own hands aren't clean.
[ Even so, he lifts a hand, reaching to press a finger to the middle of Dimitri's chest. ]
But this you've got here? It's a good one.
[ He doesn't think the kindness Dimitri has shown him has been in recompense for anything. Rather, it's his belief that it's who Dimitri is at his core. A kind man can still be capable of cruel things. ]
Page 10 of 26