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He dropped his hands with a small huff.

“Kid is a nickname, that was a joke….” He sighed.
“When you hit, are you holding your wrist straight?” He moved around and hesitated. “Let me adjust your hands okay?” He offered, He took Gismondine’s wrist and checked to make sure the back of his hand aligned with the line of his arm.

“Like this, you want the impact to like, have a place to go if you let your wrist flex you can really hurt yourself. And don’t worry too much about who you might train, start off remembering what I teach you okay? if you learn it you can teach other people! Plus you'll build muscles by practicing too."

“Oh… s**t, Sorry man.” He ducked his head. “I’ve gotten s**t all for sleep I’m sorry.” He stammered.

“Let’s go get you some food, you’re doing really good for someone who just started. You don’t exactly come off as the kind who does this, I had to learn so, I’ve done it a while and I’ve had my regrets, but people showed me like I’m showing you!” He patted Gisondine’s arm

“Better to make a target like, on your wall, and practice aiming at it like this…”

He moved through the motions of a good punch slowly till his knuckles just touched the wall near them. “But don’t stress too much. I want you sure of HOW to punch before you practice in a bent wrist okay?”

“You’ll do just fine. Staying alive is sometimes the best you can hope for eh?” He gave a quirk of a smile.

“Remember… wrist and arm align, strike with the first two knuckles, turn into it, just a light bump against the wall, sound good?”

He glanced around, waiting to be sure that there was no one around. “Alright, let’s go civ and then get you some food. Do you have anyone in your life who does like, I don’t know, boxing or Karate or anything?” He asked as he shifted back to his civilian clothing.

“What do you want to eat kid?”