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"That's right, but if you really have to do it, do it a lot faster," Roch told her, giving her support. "Another thing, bend that back leg," he said. "It'll give you a bit more balance when you're kicking. You can put your leg down," he added, stepping away slightly.

"Now, let's talk weapons. You aren't a reaper, you can't have a real weapon, but that doesn't mean you can't use makeshift stuff. That chair you were sitting on, you could beat someone pretty badly with it. Ropes can be used to strangle, or tie up, even blankets can be used as a weapon if you can't find anything else. But you need to be sure that the person you're fighting can't use it against you. How would you do that?"

"Maybe this is why only reapers can carry weapons?" Roch offered, dropping down on his bed.

"Relax. The whole screaming and kicking should be a good start. And don't forget the chin, and below. You hit someone in the throat... for the most part... and you'll definitely hurt them enough to make them let go. More importantly," he said, "don't go places without a friend or two... or three, actually, considering Lizzy would probably be one of those friends."

He summoned his guitar. "I'm going to let you think on this stuff, since you look pretty traumatized right now."

Absently his fingers plucked at the strings of his guitar, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Back home," he said finally. "Everything I know, practically, I learned back home." But he didn't sound that happy about it. "Which might explain some things," he added more quietly. "But that doesn't matter," he said. "At least some of it's useful."