A grin steadily spreads over Buffy's face as Myri seems to figure out her success. She lowers her staff, moving it to one hand so she can clap the other on Myri's shoulder.
"You did," she affirms, "You're doing great." Her thumb rubs reassuringly before she drops her hand away, taking the staff up again. "Keep it up." She readied her weapon again and nodded for Myri to go back to starting position.
They continued to proceed through a series of blocks of different sorts, and each time Myri seemed to work up to getting it, Buffy would allow her a few shots of practice, then move onto the next block. When she'd helped Myri compile it all together into a combo of quick blocks against Buffy's assailing hits that tested all the blocks she'd learned in one movement, she took a moment, lowering her staff and letting out a short, almost labored breath as she smiled.
"Good. You're doing really good. Think you're ready to switch it up? You know. I block, you attack?"
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"You did," she affirms, "You're doing great." Her thumb rubs reassuringly before she drops her hand away, taking the staff up again. "Keep it up." She readied her weapon again and nodded for Myri to go back to starting position.
They continued to proceed through a series of blocks of different sorts, and each time Myri seemed to work up to getting it, Buffy would allow her a few shots of practice, then move onto the next block. When she'd helped Myri compile it all together into a combo of quick blocks against Buffy's assailing hits that tested all the blocks she'd learned in one movement, she took a moment, lowering her staff and letting out a short, almost labored breath as she smiled.
"Good. You're doing really good. Think you're ready to switch it up? You know. I block, you attack?"