She nodded. "Form matters when an inch is the difference between hitting your target and missing. But sure, if being sloppy and slightly inaccurate is winning, so be it." She grabbed another knife and tossed it up, grabbing it by the hilt. Then she grabbed it by the tip and threw it quickly, sinking it under his. She grinned at him cockily.

"I'd be worried if your target was only an inch wide." He said sarcastically, walking over the the tree to pull them out after her throw, walking back to her. He narrowed his eyes at her grin. "Where'd you learn to do this anyway?" He asked as he handed her two.

"Oh... here and there." She held both in one hand, taking a long moment before throwing them. They sank in about two inches apart from each other, in a straight line.

He narrowed his eyes. "You're very distant." He observed, taking up a proper position with an eye roll, holding this one by the handle and adding onto the line she started. Same for the other blade but he held the tip of this one. Finishing the line with ease.

"No im not." She strode up to the tree and took out all four blades. She walked back and handed him two, twirling a knife around her fingers with a pause. She grabbed his hand and set a knife on his palm. "Its a bit more accurate if you flick your wrist down farther." She drew her hand back and waited for him to throw.

"Yes you are." He stared at her, slouching behind his hips. He flipped the knives around, then she took his hand. He held one up in return for the one she gave him. He narrowed his eyes. He didn't dispute and attempted to follow these instructions. Flicking down? Whatever. He threw it and it worked. Though he wasn't having issues before this would indeed make it easier. "You're pretty good.

"I try." She took it and threw her knives, one after the other. "I suppose you arent too shabby yourself. Anything else you wanted to show me, besides the whole chance of throwing knives?" She turned to him, pulling her hair up into a tight bun.

He threw the second one with her technique, putting it sideways. "Have you ever climbed a tree?" He smiled at her, turning towards her with his hands behind his back. He was a little taken aback by the hair up, but he tried to not let that effect his face.

"A few. But none quite as tall as most around here. Care to show me the way?" She arched an eyebrow at the subtle change in his features when he looked at her. She looked back at the tree, pulling a tendril of hair out of her bun to frame her face.

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