Robin caught on quickly. That was good. "Yes, that's it!" Kenshin said, delighted. His shoulder was still screaming at him for moving it, but at least he could move it. There didn't seem to be any nerve damage, in spite of the fact that Okita's sword had gone clean through. That was a very good sign.

"Next, we should try some basic technique." The rurouni positioned his hands like he was holding an invisible sword and "swung" slowly, hissing through clenched teeth. He could feel a couple of stitches pop. "The young teacher at the dojo where this one lives has her student practice individual moves hundreds of times until his form is perfect." Kenshin laughed. "This one thinks that might be a little excessive, given the circustances. Twenty swings should be enough for right now. We can practice more, if it's needed."