No, it's OK. You didn't know. But yeah, let's go. The Venatori certainly aren't going to wait for me to feel perfectly calm and happy every time they attack, right?
[Presumably at least somewhat rhetorical, under the circumstances. She briefly puts a hand over the one Herian rested on her forearm, but lets it go easily when Herian moves to take a more distant position.
With the initial slow tosses, Cosima is able to time her shield to meet the projectiles, maybe four or five feet out from where they'd hit her. It's a good warm-up. She's become more accustomed to the shield with practice, and not only with Herian. It's a reliable, solid thing in this easy exchange, shimmering a little each time a piece of wood makes contact.]
Right, ok, mix it up. Harder throws, or a couple at a time, or whatever you think is good.
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[Presumably at least somewhat rhetorical, under the circumstances. She briefly puts a hand over the one Herian rested on her forearm, but lets it go easily when Herian moves to take a more distant position.
With the initial slow tosses, Cosima is able to time her shield to meet the projectiles, maybe four or five feet out from where they'd hit her. It's a good warm-up. She's become more accustomed to the shield with practice, and not only with Herian. It's a reliable, solid thing in this easy exchange, shimmering a little each time a piece of wood makes contact.]
Right, ok, mix it up. Harder throws, or a couple at a time, or whatever you think is good.