Yura nodded. "Just relax them, let it fly on its own." She stood back and watched. But of course he'd dropped his arm too soon. That was okay. She didn't expect him to absorb what she meant right away. The next time he fired he tried again to remain still and did a little better. Once he was done she let him do the work of collecting the arrows and come back to her. It was always bad to be TOO helpful as  teacher, she knew. 

But there was nothing wrong with praise, in her opinion. 

"That was good. You're starting to understand the movements better, Sasuke. Don't worry, once you practice it a lot you won't have to think about it. Then you can keep your mind on other things like the way your target is about to move, air currents, etc."  She waved her hand in the air dismissively. All that was for later. 

When he addressed his concerns about firing at her she shrugged.

"Yeah, alright. But it's a fun game. I guess we'll play it when you're older." 

She studied him. 

"I know your arm is getting sore but go through at least half the arrows again, for practice. You don't have to rush. You can rest your arms in between. Then come back inside and we'll resharpen the arrows. Okay?"

She took a few steps away. "I'm going to clean up your kitchen before I leave. I've got to do some errands today." She started to move again and then turned back to him once she reached the doorway. Her hand rested on the frame.  "You can come if you want. When's the last time you left this place, besides going to school?" she asked him, a little concern in her voice.