North shakes his head to himself. Certainly, he believes South is better for the exercises they do when they spar, but he doesn't believe that means he needs to make it a goal to injure her or anything.
"I'll keep it in mind," he says. "Honestly, though, the things that make South a weaker fighter have nothing to do with anything that would be corrected by her receiving injuries by my hand."
South rolls her eyes dramatically this time, choosing not to make any noise he might catch in the background—now this she kind of wants to hear, what would her dear brother say makes her a 'weaker fighter' when he doesn't think she's here to listen?
Normally, Brand would leave it here. Not his circus, not his monkeys. But South has shut up to eavesdrop, and he'd be lying if his curiosity wasn't piqued as well.
"Eh, bad habits are a bitch to shake," he says. "What do you think she needs, a tag-team?"
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"I'll keep it in mind," he says. "Honestly, though, the things that make South a weaker fighter have nothing to do with anything that would be corrected by her receiving injuries by my hand."
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South rolls her eyes dramatically this time, choosing not to make any noise he might catch in the background—now this she kind of wants to hear, what would her dear brother say makes her a 'weaker fighter' when he doesn't think she's here to listen?
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Normally, Brand would leave it here. Not his circus, not his monkeys. But South has shut up to eavesdrop, and he'd be lying if his curiosity wasn't piqued as well.
"Eh, bad habits are a bitch to shake," he says. "What do you think she needs, a tag-team?"