[ His shoulders sag a little at those words, face falling as fatigue settles into his muscles. ]
... Right.
[ Fun.
But he had asked for her help in training him, and if this was what entailed, then it would be ungrateful of him to complain. And she knows best, he figures, on how to get him up to the appropriate level, and if meeting again tomorrow is what she thinks he needs, then—
Well. It’s what he asked for.
(Sadist, a distant part of him thinks, accusatory and good-naturedly exasperated.)
His free hand kneads at the muscle, where his shoulder meets his neck. ]
no subject
... Right.
[ Fun.
But he had asked for her help in training him, and if this was what entailed, then it would be ungrateful of him to complain. And she knows best, he figures, on how to get him up to the appropriate level, and if meeting again tomorrow is what she thinks he needs, then—
Well. It’s what he asked for.
(Sadist, a distant part of him thinks, accusatory and good-naturedly exasperated.)
His free hand kneads at the muscle, where his shoulder meets his neck. ]
Same time?