As Elena sat up, Reno only slouched further against the back of the couch.

"Well, we are, but I dunno how the hell you wanna do this, 'cause things usually get kinda bloody in the training room back home. Unless you wanna convince the nurses that this is therapeutic for us."

There was really no formal training for the Turks. Yeah, Tseng had dragged him out to make him shoot a gun, but that was about it. Most of the time, so-called training meant taking on a senior Turk and quickly figuring out what you did wrong along the way in an attempt to not get your ass kicked so much. It was why all of them walked away with different combat styles.

He drummed his fingers for a moment. "How far did they go with you in the Academy?"