Not personal

The girl had finished her announcements and he’d been immediately tugged aside by Panic asking to spar with him. He’d offered a dip of his head in acceptance, allowing his cousin to lead the way to their chosen sparring ring. Shamefully, he wasn’t sure if he’d ever sparred with the girl, which really was unacceptable. Even if she was a cousin, she was still his family and he should be better. The pair stepped into the flagged ring that denoted the area chosen for their event and he turned to face Panic, his stance widening in defense and his auds flattening against his skull as he nodded to her, letting her know she had the first move.