[The swords are knocked away and he almost comes to an immediate stop. He holds his own blades at his sides, lowering them before willing them away entirely.
It's a hollow sort of victory, but at the same time it was a fair fight and he can feel the weariness of his muscles from combat and going against a good opponent. He turns to fetch her other sword though, offering it back to her.]
...you fought really well. [She's earned it, he thinks.]
[The fight in her has been tucked away for now, Nana returning to the softer girl she presents. Still, she's going to take the swords with a small smile of gratitude.]
It was a good fight. I'll have to ask you for a rematch sometime.
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It's a hollow sort of victory, but at the same time it was a fair fight and he can feel the weariness of his muscles from combat and going against a good opponent. He turns to fetch her other sword though, offering it back to her.]
...you fought really well. [She's earned it, he thinks.]
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[The fight in her has been tucked away for now, Nana returning to the softer girl she presents. Still, she's going to take the swords with a small smile of gratitude.]
It was a good fight. I'll have to ask you for a rematch sometime.
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I'd like that. It gives us something to do just in case something else happens here. Plus I like the practice.
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But can we make cookies first?
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Puffing up with a burst of energy, eyes twinkling as she ties up the swords to hang from her waist]
Of course! I'll treat you to my specialty homemade banana cookies!
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[...feed him.]