He resisted the urge to roll his eyes as you fell in mud again. He had been assigned to training you by Rhysand, much to his annoyance. Cassian was a much better trainer but you wouldn't go near Cassian, appearntly he looked to closely to the crazy Illyrain males who ran the camp they saved you from.

'Are you even trying?' He asked, clearly annoyed but trying to push through it. He had lost patience after the fifth morning of you failing to get one thing right. He knew it wasn't your fault, but there was only so much he could take. He preferred the shadows anyways.