"Eh, bar fights give you the fake smile past a certain point, and lines between your eyebrows if I talk about fights I encounter while woods running!" she listed cheerfully. "But that's okay, I'm sure I make the same faces when you and the precinct boys talk about football." It was just a thing? And fighting wasn't his thing? She'd just been hyped and babbling more than anything.

"Okay, final round in the ring, testing the people the elder picked, and those who prove out here will withdraw for a time to learn final techniques. That's the gameplan!"