They beamed happily under Mr. Sunjata's approval... until he said that next sentence. "What?"
They watched him move away and prepare himself. "O-oh. Um." That was going to take some doing. Mr. Sunjata was a good man and not a punching bag! Well, obviously he wasn't a punching bag, but... he wasn't something - or someone! - who deserved to be punched.
This is part of the training, they reminded themselves.
So they squared up, mentally double-checked themselves, and punched Mr. Sunjata's left hand, dodged, and punched his right. They didn't hit anywhere near as hard as they had the punching bag; even knowing they weren't very strong, they didn't want to hurt him at all.
They watched him move away and prepare himself. "O-oh. Um." That was going to take some doing. Mr. Sunjata was a good man and not a punching bag! Well, obviously he wasn't a punching bag, but... he wasn't something - or someone! - who deserved to be punched.
This is part of the training, they reminded themselves.
So they squared up, mentally double-checked themselves, and punched Mr. Sunjata's left hand, dodged, and punched his right. They didn't hit anywhere near as hard as they had the punching bag; even knowing they weren't very strong, they didn't want to hurt him at all.
