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LON'QU: Another day past, another session complete. My dream to master the sword continues ever onward.
SAY'RI: Pray tell, what are you doing?
LON'QU: Gah! Stay back, woman!
SAY'RI: Forgive me if I startled you, but I was merely observing your technique with your blade.
LON'QU: Y-you were watching me this... entire time?
SAY'RI: Yes, and pardon my criticism, but your sheathing technique is incorrect.
LON'QU: I beg your pardon?
SAY'RI: Your blade is of Chon'sin make, and one must take care to draw and sheathe it carefully. Doing otherwise will damage the blade and the scabbard alike.
SAY'RI: Here, allow me to-
LON'QU: Back! Keep your distance!
SAY'RI: Fie! It is like dealing with a child! My gender should not phase you so, I am merely attempting to show you the proper technique.
LON'QU: Use your own blade, then.
SAY'RI: Very well... Observe closely.
SAY'RI: The move is smooth, flowing. It is not unlike drawing the blade from thin air, should you perform it correctly.
SAY'RI: I know not where you learned your technique, but drawing the blade abruptly is no way to treat such an item.
LON'QU: Hmph... Very well, I shall... attempt this technique.
SAY'RI: I would ask that you show me once you are finished.
LON'QU: As you wish...