[ Years of battle and training has only ever honed her reflexes, making them nearly automatic. Already on edge, this proves to be a detriment to the conversation.
Her eyes snap to the motion of his hand drifting to his hilt, his words become distant. In the same moment her body pivots, heel dragging back behind her, and her arms going up. A glimmer of crystalline white light shimmers with a silhouette of her weapons, solidifying into two short swords, one pointed toward him, the other away.
A quick reaction time is of the utmost importance in her world, but here, on-edge, her mind has yet to catch up with her body in registering that he means no harm. It’s his left hand, not his drawing hand opposite the blades, that rests on his sword, after all.
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Her eyes snap to the motion of his hand drifting to his hilt, his words become distant. In the same moment her body pivots, heel dragging back behind her, and her arms going up. A glimmer of crystalline white light shimmers with a silhouette of her weapons, solidifying into two short swords, one pointed toward him, the other away.
A quick reaction time is of the utmost importance in her world, but here, on-edge, her mind has yet to catch up with her body in registering that he means no harm. It’s his left hand, not his drawing hand opposite the blades, that rests on his sword, after all.
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She blinks.
Oh. ]