Oh good, Sah was there, and Tal felt a little better at realizing that he wasn't the only muddy one out and about today. At least his Cuff kept him from being uncomfortable in the unseasonably warm temperatures, so they each had one thing going for them that the other didn't. Still, he scowled at the offer in the spirit that it was given.
"Yeah, an' then I can dunk you in th'horse trough t'clean you up," he shot back. "Much as anyone can." There was a wicked glint in his eyes as he stalked forward and shoved the clipboard at the hunter. "You're usin' th'trainin' ground an' you're part o' the militia, right? That means you can sign for it. An' then we can see if you're gettin' any better yet with that fancy flamin' parin' knife y'call a sword."
"Yeah, an' then I can dunk you in th'horse trough t'clean you up," he shot back. "Much as anyone can." There was a wicked glint in his eyes as he stalked forward and shoved the clipboard at the hunter. "You're usin' th'trainin' ground an' you're part o' the militia, right? That means you can sign for it. An' then we can see if you're gettin' any better yet with that fancy flamin' parin' knife y'call a sword."
