The Sunspire ocean eyes

seabreeze hadn't met liffey yet? the information probably should've surprised him more than it did-- but there was a lot going on right then and there, okay? cut him some slack. "that's fine," he told her with a soft dip of his nose, his posture only getting lower. 

slowly, terance was talking himself into it. she doesn't plead with him, but the way she explains makes terance feel like she needs this, and who was he to deny her something she needed? hell, maybe he needed this? it certainly was desirable, and terance couldn't find anything wrong with the proposition of sparring-- or teaching? it seemed fine to him. platonic, even, which really helped the whirlwind that his brain was in. 

"i'll teach you," he said gently, voice steadied, "if you can't fight then we'll start slow, work from there." he fixed his posture, only now becoming aware of how low he'd been. lesson one. "in a real fight, life or death, wolves come for your throat. you have to know how to protect yourself-- how to block... i'm gonna come at you-- not for real, of course-- but i want you to block me." as long as she agreed, terance would steady himself-- wait for her to steady himself-- and then lunge towards her, movements low.