[Again, Lucina watches. Yes, he does have aptitude for it. It's similar to when she first began her lessons, alongside her brother. The difference was they had no prior preconceptions. Their ability was moulded, crafted, it didn't require unlearning and going back to basics. He was good - but there were little flaws, just little things, that broke apart his defense.

He gets better with each stroke, at any rate. The last one is probably the closest. She nods.]

Try it again, like that. I'll aim to block, but keep going. I won't push you back unless there's a gap in your defense.