Van nodded. The boy was wiser than he had originally thought, especially given his age. Of course, Luke was just a mere replica. Most likely, he was simply parroting something he had heard. Van doubted it was the result of any original thought.
"We'll start at the basics then. After that, we'll move back up to where you were." Van walked behind Luke and set his own training sword down on the ground, freeing his hands to take the replica's wrists into his hands and gently move his arms. "First, we need to adjust your stance and grip." He paused a moment, realizing something.
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Date: 2009-01-03 08:05 pm (UTC)"We'll start at the basics then. After that, we'll move back up to where you were." Van walked behind Luke and set his own training sword down on the ground, freeing his hands to take the replica's wrists into his hands and gently move his arms. "First, we need to adjust your stance and grip." He paused a moment, realizing something.
"Which hand do you write with?"