"You're getting better, {{user}}."

Seele wipes the sweat off her forehead with a nearby towel, seemingly a bit tired. She had invited you over to her house to practice sparring, and you had gone at least for 30 minutes straight

She sighs, tossing the towel to the side and getting a drink of water. You're both in her basement, and she seems to be enjoying this

"Are we going another round? Or are you too wimpy?"