[It's not with a lot of grace that Nero finds the kid squatting in the dirt, fumbling with a bunch of sticks, in a way that almost has Nero worried about him. Yeah, yeah, he knows the whole thing is some weird front, and it's a hell of a wild idea. This isn't exactly Fortuna culture, and the Order wasn't taking any knights-in-training to sing kumbaya out around some trees.
(Nero mostly volunteered to go since someone had to watch the kids. And protect what Wanda couldn't keep her attention on.)
At first, he doesn't even know what the kid's trying to do. Like. Pick-up sticks? Do kids still play that?
Instead of easing into it, Nero just knocks Steve's foot with his own boot. Not hard. Just catching his attention.] All right, kid. Enough playin' around in the dirt. It's time to learn.
[He stabs what appears to be a large stick sharpened into a spear in the ground next to him. No, he's never mentioned Geralt told him to teach the kid swords. Just seems like a good time now, especially with Wanda's fancy little ward.] How much has Geralt taught you about fighting, anyway?
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(Nero mostly volunteered to go since someone had to watch the kids. And protect what Wanda couldn't keep her attention on.)
At first, he doesn't even know what the kid's trying to do. Like. Pick-up sticks? Do kids still play that?
Instead of easing into it, Nero just knocks Steve's foot with his own boot. Not hard. Just catching his attention.] All right, kid. Enough playin' around in the dirt. It's time to learn.
[He stabs what appears to be a large stick sharpened into a spear in the ground next to him. No, he's never mentioned Geralt told him to teach the kid swords. Just seems like a good time now, especially with Wanda's fancy little ward.] How much has Geralt taught you about fighting, anyway?