"My father taught me majority of fighting tactics. Defensive. Offensive. Weaponry? I know absolutely nothing about." They’d arrived to the training grounds. His direction becoming engraved into her mind for future usage if she wanted to do so alone. Feeling a little bit more relaxed around the colossal male after he’d given her a response that did not end in yelling. Sirius was indeed far different than that Medusa bitch she’d met so many months ago. Had Mel followed her second mind and joined only for her brother in Insomnia, all would be lost in this moment.
The Armada apprentice stretched out her body. One limb at a time. Neck rotating along with shoulders as she faced Sirius with a look of determination. She would work hard and learn fast to build up her skills. No matter what it took. There was no time to waste. "I’m ready whenever you are."
