Without moving an inch from his current position, a wide grin spread across Ayl's face as he watched the makeshift throwing weapon pass by him, missing him entirely by a rather large margin. In addition, the shard was continually rotating as it traveled; even if it hit him, it was 50/50 whether the blade would be at the front of it or not, and the shard lost a large amount of its aerodynamics because of it. "Again," he instructed simply, motioning for her to pick up the shard, now resting on the ground on the other side of the street. This exercise would not be a fun one for Sam, but it was vital to fully controlling her powers; something that hits hard AND knows where to hit for maximum effect, now that's a force to be reckoned with. Control was likely her weakest aspect, though, so he anticipated it would take a while for her to overcome it. "Maybe I'll ask Atma for a few kunai, just in case you break all the glass shards I find," he teased, relaxing and leaning back while waiting for her to take a second shot at it.