Estinien is going through a similar realization, straightening up after having thrown his weapon. He wasn't trained for this, after all. He wasn't trained to teach, to be patient and careful - no, he was trained to react, and to live. Himeka catching him off guard sent him right into his reflexes.

And it looks like his javelin toss did the same for her. There's a reason they've survived this long, after all.

It's not particularly functional at the moment, though. Estinien frowns, rubbing his hand through his hair as he watches his staff break. A good staff isn't that easy to come by, even if it's just wood. He ultimately isn't that worried about having gone on the attack, though - Himeka of all people doesn't have much to fear from an errantly thrown stick.

"I only had one of those, you know," he says.