“I won’t,” Serix rolled his eyes as Cassie told him not to touch the bandages again. He rolled his sleeve back down over his arm and stood up from the chair. The cloth she used on his wound didn’t shift when he moved, but it didn’t feel constricting either. She had done a good job wrapping it on.

[b]“Hey, I have an idea,”[/b] Cassie’s eyes lit up. [b]“We've practiced with my mental abilities and all. And we've had few struggles. But, I've never actually seen you fight for real before. How about you teach me some combat? You learned that from your people right? I was never really good at fighting and that kind of thing. I'm going to have to know if we're going to survive this thing together though, so why don't you teach me?”[/b]

“You want me to teach you combat?” Serix grinned at her. He couldn’t keep the excitement out of his voice. His fighting skills were one the things he prided himself in the most and he loved the adrenaline rush that came with a tough melee battle. “Of course I can.” Thinking about it now, his techniques would actually work well for her. He based them on speed rather than brute strength which, in comparison to the other Lunairan males, was an area in which he lacked. He doubted Cassie would be able to overcome one of his people by force alone and she seemed agile enough to learn his moves.

“Let’s go somewhere with more room,” Serix said, heading for the door. He walked down the hallway, poking his head into different rooms until he found an old storage space that looked like it had been emptied out. “This will work.” He stepped inside and turned to face Cassie. “How much do you know about fighting already?”