[ Scolded, and she can't feel the slightest bit stung. There's just … too much kindness behind it. It's a hand up rather than a smack down. The tapping of her fingers slows, then stops, a tiny smile tugging at the corner of her lips — a little sheepish, perhaps, but more than that, it's hopeful and heartened. ]

[ She listens intently to the rest of his feedback, nodding at the end. Sounds solid from where she's sitting. ]

Stamina's gonna be one of the things we work on long-term, right? [ It'll get easier as she learns and practices. It already has been, compared to when she first got back. ... She wonders if Donnie could come up with some kind of monitor for magical and touch energy-? ]

I feel like ... I could go one, maybe two more rounds before I switch over to helping out in the support tents. [ And then she'll keel over face first in her bed and get an actual full night's sleep for once in her goddamn life. ] Depending on how hard the next fight is. [ ... ]

How d'you feel about high-fives?