Tarentek took Onyx's hand and stood to his feet, feeling his joints pop as he did. "Ah, I feel sore, though I suppose I should have expected that. I didn't get hurt too badly, though, so I'll be fine. I certainly would not mind sparring in the future, if we get the chance. Once I'm fully healed and am fighting at my best, you can do the same with your flight. As long as they're is time, of course. Once I'm fully healed, I am probably going to be heading on my mission soon." He reasoned. 

Tarentek began to stretch out his muscles. "Anyway, what shall we do next? I think I might want to avoid anything too physical."