<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>He stiffened slightly beneath her hands.  Only his years with the Order, learning control kept the momentary lapse from being noticable to an outsider.  "N-no, that'll be alright.  Thanks," Torven murmured, relaxing again as Isulura moved lower, "I should be ready for the afternoon lessons.  There're a few apprentices who are getting surprisingly good."  He did need to be on his toes with a couple of them.  Fierash, for instance.  And even Kaylin.  Theywere getting well ahead of the rest of his classes.