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Up until a certain valkyrie had run up to his door banging and shouting, Shun had been on the floor of his room doing a number of sit ups. When he heard Hel, he turned towards the door, furrowing his brow. Damn she sounded excited. While he was always up for training, he had to wonder what spurred this moment exactly.

Getting up, he made his way over and opened the door.

"What sort of training are you looking to do?" he asked, getting straight to the point.

As the case was shown, Shun looked down to see a set of knives, much to his surprise. Reapers were the exception to the 'no weapons on campus' rule, but that typically only went for their own reaper weapons. Hopefully these weren't something that Hel showed off too much else she got herself into needless trouble.

"Very well. If that is the training you seek, then I'll do what I can," he nodded. Teaching others this sort of thing wasn't exactly something he had done. But the same could be said for hand to hand combat, which he was kind of able to do with Mitsu to some extent.

"I will likely be carrying a few extra blades on myself as well once I get out of the school," he nodded.

Shun took a moment to consider possible locations.

"Let's head to the roof. We'll be less likely to be seen there," he said with a nod. With that said, he went to fetch his shoes and coat, then stepped on out of the room.

"That would be a fair trade," he agreed. While he had his doubts that he would be carrying around a pole arm, the knowledge could be applied to staffwork most likely, which would be easier to find variants lying around.

Without waiting for her, he began to ascend upwards so that they could reach the roof.

"There are a few different ways to go about this. My particular style involves using both blades in reverse grip most of the time. Some styles keep one in normal and the other in reverse," he explained.

Nodding to that, Shun walked out onto the roof, then turned around, summoning his blades. He wasn't as familiar with the second style but he knew a couple of things regarding it. There were a few times where he had to flip his grip, after all. After summoning, he flipped the grip in his left hand so that he was holding it more normally.

"When fighting like this, typically, this blade will be used more for the offensive. The reverse grip would then be used to parry strikes and the like," he explained, then demonstrated with a few quick slashes with his fore-dagger.

"Keep in mind what your range is. You have to get a lot closer to make contact with these than your usual weapon," Shun noted. Not entirely certain what else to explain, he demonstrated a few maneuvers for Hel. He did it first at normal speed, then once more slower so that she could more easily see what it was that was done. When he was done doing this, he turned to watch her do the same.

For now, the reaper was sticking to fairly basic moves, not wanting to overwhelm Hel just yet.

"Also do try and keep in mind that you have a second weapon at hand," Shun said a little flatly. Since Hel wasn't used to that he could kind of imagine her only using one or the other. And he soon gave her a somewhat critical look as she voiced her impatience.

One did not master a new weapon in one day.

After a bit of thought, he turned towards her and crouched down into his usual stance, shifting so that both blades were reversed. He said nothing. He doubt he would have to. But he wanted to see if Hel really had grasped the basics just yet, especially with only having struck the air for a few minutes.

Trial by fire.

Or blades in this case.

As expected, her form was not what it should be. Shun was easily able to lean back some to avoid getting cut. Shaking his head, he considered just how he should go about this. If he went all out against her, she wasn't likely to learn a whole lot. And given that he was using his real blades rather than a practice set, that would just end up with her being sliced up with... not much else.

And so he decided to not quite hold himself back, but to give verbal cues on what she should be doing. After her attack, he went on the offensive. If her brain didn't register what he was saying, she was likely to get cut. He didn't say things before he struck. He did it while he was in the process of doing so.

"Dodge."
"Parry."
"Counter."

It was a set of three attacks he had done. The first was a horizontal slash towards her midsection. It was then followed up with a strike from his second, then once more with the first.