Narsi avoided looking at Julan as she slowly stood back up to her feet. Grasping her jarred arm, she dryly coughed to get her throat clear.

"I'm not your sister," she said with a glare at Julan, before lowering her eyes again. "...But I'll train."

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"And when were you ever going to change your mind!?" Fendros shouted in return. His brow betrayed something sad behind his anger. "This might be the last time you get, with where we're going! And if I lose you I'll have to lift my broken self off the ground and explain to them why you disappeared! Do you want me to lie then!?!"