[ he won't deny that he's pleased with himself. south could've kicked his ass several times over back in the day, any of them could. he knows he's gotten better, but carolina still beat his ass regularly. unreachable as always. it's nice to have a different measure of how far he's come.
he pushes himself up, just enough to grab that bottle of alcohol he brought with him. not that he would encourage drinking after a spar, hydration and all that, but there's a lot of exceptions here, and he settles in next to her again, watching as she kneads at that leg. ]
You could still get the better of me. [ he gestures with a nod toward her leg. ] Bad leg, huh?
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he pushes himself up, just enough to grab that bottle of alcohol he brought with him. not that he would encourage drinking after a spar, hydration and all that, but there's a lot of exceptions here, and he settles in next to her again, watching as she kneads at that leg. ]
You could still get the better of me. [ he gestures with a nod toward her leg. ] Bad leg, huh?