Victory watched the porkrind dance out of the way and bustle in towards his armored legs, the bird bent over itself and peering around as the fearsome beast bounced off of the metal like so many stones off of the walls of Ul'dah. The chocobo leaned back down and sought to nudge the little guy again, with slightly more fervor. He'd never seen something so small so interested in him and was more used to the marmots and vermin that vanished as he tromped by.
Warren once more looked Chachanji over. "That would be one way to do it. Likely the safest, too. I don't doubt you keep your blade keen but I am hopeful I would be able to stave off your attacks, and if I can't I trust my armor to. It would give me a first-hand view of how you approach with a weapon, and your approach is instrumental on your ability to follow-through and protect yourself from gaps in your offense."
The paladin turned to bid the elezen with a small nod. "Oschon guide you on your path, wherever it might lead."
Warren once more looked Chachanji over. "That would be one way to do it. Likely the safest, too. I don't doubt you keep your blade keen but I am hopeful I would be able to stave off your attacks, and if I can't I trust my armor to. It would give me a first-hand view of how you approach with a weapon, and your approach is instrumental on your ability to follow-through and protect yourself from gaps in your offense."
The paladin turned to bid the elezen with a small nod. "Oschon guide you on your path, wherever it might lead."
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