"We can go eat," he said smiling ruffling his son's hair and smiled down at him. He was happy his son was willing to try to improve for him even if it was just a bit at the moment, but soon it would make him a much better warrior. He knew his son would be thankful once he was able to actually use these skills. For now he'd be happy if the boy would just hide if danger came. He didn't want him to try to defend himself. That would just get him hurt. His tilted his head slightly, his smile growing just a tad. "And the servants should have your meal ready."
He walked out of the room having taken the little boy's hand to guide him through the home. He knew his son knew the way but the touch was his way of showing love. It was the small things Razor did for his son that would hopefully one day add up. "Yes I will come here with you every day to help you and to watch you grow. And one day soon you'll get so good you won't even feel the blade anymore," he explained to his son. "I don't feel the pain anymore of the swords because I have practiced with it a lot, but until you learn to practice more and work on getting use to the weight, it will hurt."
He walked out of the room having taken the little boy's hand to guide him through the home. He knew his son knew the way but the touch was his way of showing love. It was the small things Razor did for his son that would hopefully one day add up. "Yes I will come here with you every day to help you and to watch you grow. And one day soon you'll get so good you won't even feel the blade anymore," he explained to his son. "I don't feel the pain anymore of the swords because I have practiced with it a lot, but until you learn to practice more and work on getting use to the weight, it will hurt."
