That just got a raise eyebrow in return. Oh, so you've looked, he wants to say, but he's never been capable of chatting even in a practice spar. He has to focus on the matter at hand.
Chuckling at the slight raise of his brow she paid for being distracted, dodging a swing at the last second before backing up to put some space between them again.
He used the space, trying to judge where best to move next. This was different to most fights - she was smaller and more agile, though he had the same speed if he chose to use it. Maybe...
Well, she might have been able to sweep his legs, if the Force did not warn him to her presence. He moves quickly, side-stepping her staff and looking to strike it with her sword.
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