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Argent had his routines, but sometimes he would do something different. Normally, the one-eyed man would spend time in the training rooms practicing, but today? He felt it would be nice to train outside. He couldn't bring a beam weapon out, so he grabbed the wooden quarter staff he used often, and headed outside. Argent knew kids hung around the lake a lot, probably thanks to the boy that lived there, so he wandered elsewhere. Perhaps by the trees? He remembered watching another train there before, using the falling leaves as target practice. That would suffice for a warm up.

However, it seemed he was not the only one to decide the tree was a desirable place today. He saw a boy with a pile of books. Oh, he knew him. "Doing some light reading, are we, Dash?"

It was almost comical watching the boy realize he wasn't alone and tried to respond. "Glowing fish?" He hadn't seen anything like that, but he figured the boy in the lake said something. "Bioluminescence." He knew the word. "I think I read some bugs on a distant planet did that too." It was a fascinating subject for sure.

"Yeah. Training every day." He stretched his arms and shifted his grip on the staff. "You're welcome to watch, sure." He looked around. If the kid was here, he didn't really want to swing the weapon around. He walked over to the tree and leaned the staff against it. "Don't want to hit you with this." He explained, and walked a few steps away. Argent figured he could just work on hand to hand drills. He took a breath and closed his eye, focusing. In the next moment, his hands were darting about, catching or even punching the falling leaves as they drifted through the air. After a moment, he threw in some kicks, even jumping to kick leaves out of the air. The movements were fast and graceful.

Argent paused, a leaf between each of his fingers. He looked at Dash. "Learning how to defend yourself isn't a bad thing." He stood back upright. He wondered what made Dash ask so suddenly. "Do you have something you want to fight for? Or something you want to defend?" He couldn't believe that he of all people was saying this. "Because fighting isn't just about attacking and hurting your opponent."

Argent waited as Dash thought about what he wanted to protect. Though the string of words that came out of the child were not what he expected, but at the same time, he absolutely understood. Kanja... that was the kid in the lake. He was a curious little thing.

"Alright." Argent smiled at Dash. "With a reason like that, I can't say no. Come on, come over here. No time like the present."

He was a cute kid. Argent ruffled the boy's hair when he looked so eagerly at him. It was for kids like Dash, and the lake boy, and Amy that Argent faught. He wanted them to be safe and happy.

"Let's hope you never have to use this." And he struck an easy, balanced pose, explaining that it was a defensive starting pose for unarmed combat, and would be the basics of today's training. "Copy my stance." He watched Dash, correcting him as needed.

"Don't thank me yet. I'm not going to go easy on you just because I like you, kid." He teased. "I expect at least 30 minutes with you every day for training." 30 was much less then what he did daily, surely Dash could handle that.

"You should feel very stable this way. It will be hard to knock you off your feet." He said, giving Dash a nudge.

"You're right. I train much longer then that. You are welcome to as well, of course. But I'm training to be a soldier. I will fight so others, like you, or that Kanja boy, won't have to." He really hoped that the kids wouldn't have to fight.

"Now, from this pose, you can make a quick jab with either fist." He guided Dash's arms through the motion, first one, then the other. He let the child practice it a few times to get a feel for the movement before he stood in front of him and held his palms up. "Alright. Punch my hands."