[Hawk is almost glad that even when they begin clashing properly, there's a clear undertone that this is practice, not a true fight. There are others he spars with who keep him on his toes, for the slightest slip means a real risk of injury. He appreciates the workout, but more than that, this is also a too-rare chance for them to see each other.
[So, he barely catches a downward stab of her spear with the haft of his, wrenching her weapon harmlessly to the side, and then disengages with a quick step back. He's breathing hard and his left hip smarts something fierce, though the deep bruise may be the worst of his injuries this time.]
Will--will that do for now? I know neither's knocked the other down yet, but... break for a moment?
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[So, he barely catches a downward stab of her spear with the haft of his, wrenching her weapon harmlessly to the side, and then disengages with a quick step back. He's breathing hard and his left hip smarts something fierce, though the deep bruise may be the worst of his injuries this time.]
Will--will that do for now? I know neither's knocked the other down yet, but... break for a moment?