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His suggestion was as welcomed one, a spar was a welcoming way to tired them out. After all, they were awake this late at night and other might think more than a spar happened in this desert location. Would they think their explanation was an excuse, and if they did did she care? She gave a chuckle when she realized the answer was no, she would not care nor answer their queries. With a quirk of her colorless brown and eyed him,  she was sure he wanted note than just a spar but she was not going to correct him.

Again she chuckled as she pinned her ears, widened stance, narrowed her eyes. "Ah, are you sure it's not an excuse to get close to me?" she scrunched up her neck as she she gave him a more shark-like smile, "give me your best shot my lord."