Vera's expression sank into that of disappointment and realisation. "Oh, right, of course, um," Vera turned around and slowly placed the apple back in its bowl, "Never mind. I'm not sure why I thought that would be a good idea." Vera remained facing the wall and bowed her head. Her voice seemed to quicken in an attempt to keep it somewhat level. "I think I just need to keep doing things. Just to keep going. I need to make sure that I don't..." Vera shot her hand up to her mouth and bit on a curled finger. A single small, light cough sounded from her that was unmistakably a suppressed sob. She started holding her breath and staying perfectly still, her back to Kaleeth and the door.

"Very well, champion. I will be here for most of the morning if you need anything else." Carana said, glad that the situation was resolved without fuss. Before she turned away, Carana looked up at Safina, "How about you, Safina?"

Safina took a short breath, smiled lightly, and then nodded. "I will be in and out. Hadryn said he has some artifacts he needs me to examine. Oh, and you two," Safina addressed Sabine and Meesei, "Sabine, you've a lot of talent for your age." With that, the two alchemists strode away to mind their own business. Carana didn't go far, having her own projects to work on nearby.

If Sabine wasn't wincing from the stinging cut on her hand, she would probably be pouting at Meesei's surprise lesson being on healing. Sabine was not especially good with healing magic in general. It took a lot of concentration and relied on feeling more than any other senses, more so than most magic she had learned so far.

"Okay," Sabine said to Meesei, charging a yellow glow in her uninjured hand. The glow seemed to flicker and roil for a while before Sabine could get it right. Even then, she was having trouble keeping it stable. "I'm nervous. I don't want to get a sore scar like the last healing lesson."

"Alright, alright," Harriet smiled in acknowledgement to Lorag as Benilada slid on a shield and took a training sword from the weapon racks. Harriet pointed the spear forward with both hands and began her instruction. "So, Remus told me you kept screwin' up in sparring against those with spears, I'm gonna try and help you with that today, darling. Let's try a quick bout," Harriet angled her head towards Lorag, "Big boy here will shout at you after I give you some pointers. He's right in saying they're used in formations by a lot a' people, but you'll need to be able to fight against them whether it's against one or five. What you'll learn here, you can use when you let your friend out of the cage as well. Now, guard up!"

Harriet left no more time after her warning to step up and thrust her spear forward. Benilada was able to block the thrust with her shield, but her stance narrowed as she shied from the blow. Harriet kept up the offensive, thrusting quickly above and below. Benilada had trouble finding any way to advance while Harriet kept her at bay. Shielding was all she could do to stop herself being prodded by the swaddled cloth on the stick. Apart from an ineffective swing at the spear at one point, Benilada did not seem to attack. She just kept losing ground. At first, it seemed like a stalemate, but Harriet had a small trick up her sleeve. With a well placed thrust, Harriet encouraged Benilada's shield to one side to expose her body, then whirled the point around the shield and caught Benilada in the upper leg. "Halt there," Harriet commanded. Benilada had recoiled from the thrust, but didn't move further except to look slightly ashamed.

Harriet brought the spear back and held it vertically against the ground, then put her other hand on her hip. "Come on, Benny, what was that? You're too defensive with this thing. Look, the way to beat a spear is to get past the reach, not to avoid it. Here," Harriet held the spear forward in one hand towards Benilada. "From here, I can get you, right? You can't get me. Now, take a pace and a half towards me, I won't stab you, promise." Benilada tightened her mouth, then stepped forward. Harriet held her spear to one side, but still had it horizontal. "Now, I'm in reach of your weapon, and if I want to get you I have to step..." Harriet took an exaggerated step back and pulled her spear arm back just far enough to hold the point to Benilada, "...aaaall the way back here. If you got up this close, you could probably kill me before I got to this position, right?"

"Wait," Benilada held up a finger from her sword handle, "How do I to get that far without getting stabbed, though?"

Harriet's eyes widened. She grabbed and shook Benilada's shield momentarily. "With this!" Harriet hissed, "And these!" She added, gesturing to Benilada's legs. "Most of all, though, you use this," Harriet put a hand on the top of the padded cap that Benilada was wearing. "Take's practice, but parry, step up, follow through, understood?"

Benilada nodded apprehensively after a short moment.

"Before we try again, have you got anything to add, legion trainer?" Harriet asked Lorag.