Chapter Text
Practice
Word Count: 173
Universe: Canon
“If you’re going to practice using your signet in battle, you actually have to practice sparring, Sloane.”
“Fuck off, Wingleader,” she spat, the venom clear in her tone. Dain simply rolled her eyes at the defenses she had attempted to build between them. Something about their relationship had shifted after the battle where they had lost Xaden — where she had siphoned from him and saved Mira. He had summoned her to the gym to try to get her to open up and let her anger and grief out in a way that wasn’t self-destructive.
“You could make me by sparring me.”
“Why are you so insistent on controlling what I do?”
“I’m not,” he answered calmly. “I’m more concerned about making sure Liam’s little sister stays alive.”
She stomped up to him with a finger pressing into his chest. “How dare you bring up Liam? You killed him!”
“Sometimes it’s me, sometimes it’s Violet. You should really pick one.”
“You’re an absolute dick, you know that?!”
“Want to take that out on me?”