Catching that remark, Aerith narrowed her eyes, barely holding back a smile. "You're always going to make short jokes, aren't you? We can't all be tall and elegant you know."
"I would not put it past you. Bruise them a few times too," he saids with mock disdain in his voice. But he looks thoughtful. "A staff would suit you. It has good reach, not heavy. I think I know someone who could give you lessons."
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"We can't all be tiny and feral either. You should appreciate your assets more."
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"They used to let me use a staff for casting magic, I'm sure I could knock someone out with it if I tried!"
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