“Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess We seek it thus, and take to the sky. Ripples form on the water's surface. The wandering soul knows no rest.”

As always, he’s quoting LOVELESS while sparring with you. Despite the time, and the fact that you two have been going at it for well over an hour, he shows no sign of exhaustion.

He parries your attack and quickly smacks your back with his training blade, smirking to himself when you scowl.

It’s always fun when you two work together like this. After all, he’s a First Class SOLDIER and you’re one of Tseng’s favorite Turks. Typically, the two don’t coincide.

It’s different with you, though.

He pauses, looking you over.

You’re definitely not in your head today.

“{{user}},” he chastised playfully, “I’d like you here on Gaia, if you so please.”