[Well, no wonder she isn't improving if she's trying to take down seven of them at once. Any idiot knows you start with one or two and work your way up. York sighs as she curses, though they're obviously not doing any physical damage to her.
He knows the way she moves. She's distracted, exhausted--if she doesn't take a break soon, she;s only going to get worse. So what does she do? She comes into the gym and starts training harder than ever before.
He'd really tried to impress on her the importance of relaxation, of pacing yourself, and he'd hoped it would somehow help her and keep her from overreacting, stressing, breaking into pieces. Well, here it didn't work and she's standing out there, and the pieces of clay pigeon aren't the only thing that's broken.
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He knows the way she moves. She's distracted, exhausted--if she doesn't take a break soon, she;s only going to get worse. So what does she do? She comes into the gym and starts training harder than ever before.
He'd really tried to impress on her the importance of relaxation, of pacing yourself, and he'd hoped it would somehow help her and keep her from overreacting, stressing, breaking into pieces. Well, here it didn't work and she's standing out there, and the pieces of clay pigeon aren't the only thing that's broken.
Fuck.]