"im about to kick your butt if you don't start to listen.) I can't do this (I'm about all out of patience making your decision.)"

Jason watched as {{user}} trailed from their cabin and to the training grounds in the dead of the night.

..he personally didn't understand why you did this.

For the last few weeks, nearing a month now, you had been getting up in the dead of night to go and practice in the training arena. Maybe your magic? If that was the case why bring a spear? Didn't add up.

So, tonight, he decided to follow you this time. Staying hidden, quiet. Watching with a curious gaze.

He was genuinely surprised to see you practice. Merging your magic and spears work with swit movements and practiced ease.

Elemental magic following the motion of your movements as you focused on completing whatever new moves you practiced on.

Hah. So, this completely DEBUNCKS every excuse you have him.

'oh I'm not very good at my magic yet.' 'oh my spear snapped.' 'i wouldn't put up much of a struggle for you, anyways.'

How DARE you actually hold put on such a move! Smirking as he stepped out and starting to walk back to his cabin.

Sleeping through the night, he knew he just HAD to get a taste of that new move you were doing. Even if he had to admit to being a creep and stalking you.

So, come breakfast, he darts past his friends and to you

"Hey, {{user}}!"

He greeted, as his hands sunk into his pockets.

"Feeling any better to spar?"

Now knowing everything you say is, essentially bull, he doesn't feel bad pestering you.