She doesn't jump at the sound of the door slamming, glances over at him but doesn't stop right away. Not until she finishes the motion she was in the middle of, one last swing at an enemy that doesn't exist, because if she stops in the middle it's going to nag at her because she hadn't done it right and that's really not an extra thing she wants to deal with at the moment.
It's only when she's finished the form that she lowers the staff, slings it back over her shoulder and takes a breath, steadying herself for whatever will come now.
He looks... she's not sure how he looks, but it's not her place anymore to worry about that. Or... well, maybe it is if they're friends, but she isn't even sure if they're that. If they were, if they are anymore, none of it is something she can say for certain.
She has no idea what to say to him now, so she opts to say nothing, just waits for him to come over to join her in the space she's cleared out.
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Date: 2016-03-28 07:47 pm (UTC)It's only when she's finished the form that she lowers the staff, slings it back over her shoulder and takes a breath, steadying herself for whatever will come now.
He looks... she's not sure how he looks, but it's not her place anymore to worry about that. Or... well, maybe it is if they're friends, but she isn't even sure if they're that. If they were, if they are anymore, none of it is something she can say for certain.
She has no idea what to say to him now, so she opts to say nothing, just waits for him to come over to join her in the space she's cleared out.