"If that's what you are afraid of, Kaleeth, then you don't have to fight until you're confident. None of us want to throw you in any position where you'll die." Janius stated in as casual a tone as needed, "Even Sabine always transforms before we go anywhere deliberately to fight, she didn't really express any interest in learning to fight before her trial of body. What's most important right now is learning to control your beast spirit, so take other things at your own pace for now." Janius raised a smile. Even though Kaleeth was still obviously anxious, she wasn't completely withdrawn like yesterday. Perhaps the sparring did end up doing some good after all.

Janius walked over to the bed and sat down next to Kaleeth, leaning forward and looking up at her face. "Would stopping to meditate and calm yourself help, do you think, or would you like to go out and try something else? Spending another day curled up in bed won't be good for you, and I have a feeling that the strength you have might suit a...heavier weapon."

The expression that Fendros had still looked conflicted, but he didn't protest. Ahnasha was right, they wouldn't likely get an opportunity like this in the future. He just hoped that his conscience could guide him true if they went through with it. Even with bandits, Fendros wasn't sure he wanted to wish the fate they planned on anyone. Orskan's response didn't raise Fendros' confidence either. If he didn't want gold, then he could only guess what held value to him that they could relinquish. He hoped it wouldn't be anything harmful. Ahnasha's hug was something he returned, though. It was nice to see her hopeful for once about this issue that hung over them. He breathed in to speak, but couldn't think of anything to say.