Kailen (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=677250)<br/><br/>The pillow thumps into Kailen's face, the young man both not quite as fast to catch as Merryn, nor is he particularly inclined to do so, anyway.  Kailen's muffled laughter can be faintly heard from underneath, as he slowly reaches up, pulling the pillow off.  "We'll see."  He says, smiling, his tone light.  "If I don't do well enough sparring with the lightsaber, perhaps I'll have to resort to other weapons."  He twirls the pillow a few times, by way of demonstration, before casually tossing it back onto the bed.  It seemed everything was alright after all; Kailen's worries instantly fade, as though they were never there, unaware of any of Merryn's private thoughts.  The comment from Jekin does cause him to briefly raise an eyebrow, though.  He too walks to the center of the room, a spring in his step, his enthusiastic energy almost palpable, especially when sensed with the Force.  He turns towards Merryn, taking up a combat stance once more, both hands gripping his lightsaber.  "Let's go."<br/><br/>Kailen's energy reserves were impressive, but, especially given how enthusiastically he threw himself into the training, an hour and a half was enough to considerably drain them.  Breathing heavily, Kailen runs a hand through his short brown hair, slicking it back, as he resecures his lightsaber on his belt.  After a few moments, he walks over, offering a (clean) hand to Jekin.  "Well done, Jekin."  He says, nodding approval.<br/><br/>With the open door, Kailen can hear Nory announce the appearance of the Lieutenant.  He takes a brief step towards the door, but first turns back to look around the room.  At all the furniture piled up along the walls.  Right.  "I'll be along shortly."  He calls back.  It wouldn't do to leave Jekin with With a sigh, he begins moving it back into place, more slowly than he had pushed it out of the the way.  As he slides the sofa back into place, he casts a curious glance at Merryn.  The workout had been most intense for her, after all.  "Need anything, Merryn?"  He asks casually.  Hey, he was getting better at using her name.  "That was quite the workout.  I'm probably gonna be sore tomorrow."  He says as he pushes another piece of furniture back into its original place.