hey kids, want some skill points?

Hazel couldn't say she was bored when she'd barely made an effort to actually find something to do. There were so many yearlings in the Armada, she may as well do something with them... right? Hazel sighed to herself, working carefully to come up with a lesson. They could do something theory related. They could do something learning related, less physical, more mental. It would be cool to actually get them to come up with goals, right? The exercise she'd had Kite do with self reflection was something she could repeat. They did a lot of fighting, but how did they know they were learning? How did they know they were getting better?

Making her way to the Cove and picking a spot with a tall rock that she could perch upon, the girl decided this was as good a day and time as any. Hazel tipped he head back and called for... well, frankly called for whoever. Not a scheduled lesson, no, but she supposed whoever would show up was good enough.

"Speech"