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She could tell by the expression on his face, that Samorix felt guilty for punching her like that - even though Cynane had told him multiple times that it was alright and he should not be afraid to do it. And even now she said it was alright, even if it still hurt. Samorix however said he hadn't meant to do it and didn't want to hurt her. She gave him a warm smile, she almost wanted to hug him for his kindness and friendliness, but she didn't know if he would want that. He was the sort of young man she thought she would like to keep from harm at any time. He didn't deserve it, he was just a sweet kid. Even though he was definitely a man and not a boy. 

Samorix went on about how he did not think he could be any kind of warrior, even if he'd not feel bad about punching someone who had grabbed him.

"You need to put a little more faith into yourself and your own skills." She said, "And you did get me away, so you could fight off an attacker. Do you want to try another move? Or the same again maybe?" Meanwhile she thought of how she could give him a little more self-confidence. He really needed that and he did not deserve feeling so guilty so easily. 

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Cinnia's words and kind smile seemed to rouse something inside of Florus, and he found enough energy to brace himself, and enough enthusiasm to want to go on with the lesson. A shy, small smile appeared on his face, proof of his good faith. He was ready to do this, and yes, he was willing. He needed to learn so that no one would ever try to steal from him again. Or, if they tried, he'd ensure they knew he could give them what was coming to them, swiftly and without so much as breaking a sweat. Alright, that last part might be wishful thinking, but being prepared was always a good thing.

'Gratitude for your help, Cinnia,' the gardener said, his tone serious. Florus was serious most of the time. He found it difficult to disengage from a train of thought, and levity and wit often went by too quickly for him. It wasn't just the language barrier. Sometimes he felt like he inhabited his own head more than the outside world. But these lessons were grounding him in the moment. The moment to kick some ass.

'I think... I don't mind what you think is the best option. I just... please don't touch me there anymore.' He really didn't like it.

 

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