[With a nod, he looks around for a free bamboo shinai -- he'd need one if he was going to practice with her, and it was a weapon he'd basically become associated with amongst his TV world-venturing friends. When he does find one that can be spared, he puts himself into a habitual form; shinai drawn back to his hip, feet wide, perhaps too much so from her perspective, and leaning slightly to the front as if ready to charge at any moment.
It's probably not hard for her to pick apart his posture, especially since she's practiced enough...or to pick up on the fact that he looks like he's been through a fight or two himself, though never actually practiced.]
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It's probably not hard for her to pick apart his posture, especially since she's practiced enough...or to pick up on the fact that he looks like he's been through a fight or two himself, though never actually practiced.]