Punisher

Akito watched silently as Seiko gives the exercise a try. As she swings it around, slapping her flank, he doesn’t flinch. Rather, his expression remains unchanging. If he were to react, she might become discouraged which wouldn’t be helpful. He is pleased though as she continues, swinging it back the other way in a slower motion.

After a few swings, Seiko near drops the staff, panting. Akito places his own staff back into the sheath upon his shoulders as he considers her question. Humor laces over his stoic slate, a hint of a knowing smile upon him as he nods.

“All things we practice eventually becomes easier over time,” he begins. “When you learned to fight with your teeth and paws, do you not lose first before winning?” Akito poses the question to give Seiko something to think on.