[Finn's focus was pushed to its limits as Felix made his adjustments, determined to not slip an inch from wherever his teacher was maneuvering him. At first, the tweaks felt more cosmetic than anything -- as much as Finn respected Felix as a fighter, he questioned what importance holding his wrist a hair more to the right would do in a real fight -- but the change was obvious when taken together. Finn felt more centered, more firmly anchored to the ground, and even more energetic somehow.
He smiles a little, trying to commit the stance to muscle memory as Felix instructs him to. It felt good. Stronger. Still, he can't help laughing a little at his teacher's phrasing.]
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He smiles a little, trying to commit the stance to muscle memory as Felix instructs him to. It felt good. Stronger. Still, he can't help laughing a little at his teacher's phrasing.]
Punish me? Like how, a time out?