@duskcrown asked: “ i’m fine, i just need a moment. ” astraea to cade <3 / injury/hurt prompts.
𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 practically his entire life with a sword, and it was effortless now, like breathing. before he’d come to palmeria, hours of his days were spent earning enough scratches and marks to built his tough skin, and calloused fingers reflect that plenty. but astraea was a princess, and this wasn’t her strength; but that’s why he has a practice blade in her hands now. cade moves like a dance with his own practice blade, true obsidian one remaining at his side. (they have this opportunity now, with the time on their hands: she should learn all she can, and who better to teach it to her?) the more proficient she is, the stronger her party will be, the hope being that THEY NEVER HAVE TO SUFFER like they’d done at the beginning of the school year. and he’s walked her through several different steps already, though he hasn’t allowed her a victory yet, knowing he’s tiring her out. in the next flurry of blows, the wooden tip rests under her chin — the look shared between them is far too loud for a training room — before it’s lowered once again. it twirls in his hand once, twice, before he sheathes it on his back, slight smile on his face. “don’t worry, we can take all the time you need.” the fighter takes a careful step forward, fingers curled around her chin to look her over, check for any injuries, before swallowing and stepping back, awkward laugh tumbling from his lips. “sorry, i wanted to make sure you were — i wanted to make sure I DIDN’T HURT YOU.” he hasn’t allowed himself to be gentle, and doing so alone has made him balk. clearing his throat and running a hand through messy hair, cade stands a little straighter. “how did that one feel? better?”
