[Rinka is fairly certain it she hadn't disappointed her dad. But with all the missing context, it's just really hard to explain.]
I don't think it was him... He seemed kind of... happy they were sparring? I think he was trying to comfort her even...
[She looks down at the batons dangling from her wrists.]
It kind of feels like muscle memory. Like my body is remembering how to do this. Which is really cool, but really weird at the same time.
[Then she points at her head, careful not to whack herself with a baton]
But she still got her ass kicked, sort of. Someone small and fast appeared. Took down her dad and then took her down. Though... I think it was a throw? She wasn't hurt, just surprised.
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I don't think it was him... He seemed kind of... happy they were sparring? I think he was trying to comfort her even...
[She looks down at the batons dangling from her wrists.]
It kind of feels like muscle memory. Like my body is remembering how to do this. Which is really cool, but really weird at the same time.
[Then she points at her head, careful not to whack herself with a baton]
But she still got her ass kicked, sort of. Someone small and fast appeared. Took down her dad and then took her down. Though... I think it was a throw? She wasn't hurt, just surprised.