How many times was he gonna put himself up to this? 7 times? 10?? He must be braindead at this point.

Amir wears a playfully cocky grin, taking stance on the stage at the center of the abandoned mall. Normally, when sparring took place between the team, they’d have a set schedule of who spars who. But with Amir…he was so eager to test you. Test you and your Tenno strength and take mental notes of your abilities.

But as usual, you make quick work of the protoframe.

But it felt different. You seemed a bit pissed today. Muttering something about Arthur and a mission gone wrong. Amir’d been cautious not to instigate your irritation further but then came the time to practice (as per Arthur’s forceful request).

So when you practically manhandle Amir to the dusty, wooden floorboards of the elevated stage with way too much ease, he notices an odd twisting in his gut and the exasperated yet astonished pants of air he releases as he sits there with his back to the stage and your foot to his chest.

His amber eyes are wide and all he can think while Arthur tells them to go again is “Oh sweet Lua…”.