[ Even over the lute strings, Alice hears a blade cutting through air. Peering up, finally, after she deems herself in a good spot to stop after memorizing chords. No, she really can't recall a time she's seen him train or his sword work, other than the goblin riot from months ago.
The lute is relaxing, so Alice is sitting there, relatively calm, swinging her feet as she sits there, on the ledge. ]
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The lute is relaxing, so Alice is sitting there, relatively calm, swinging her feet as she sits there, on the ledge. ]
Hello, Mr. Gintoki.