"Ah, no, my liege," Senna fell in, continuing the theme. "I don't lack in that. I simply have much at stake here." Like dinner. As well as the simple fact that Senna would rather not play around in this. If they were showing Meche moves, they'd show her. It'd be a dance alright.

Senna spun her own spear as Falis' came towards her shifting it down in a sweeping motion that brought hers around again. Senna aimed for Falis' side and the crack of wood as Falis defended sounded again, loud in the silence. Senna grinned at Falis. Looked like their audience was paying attention to them. A fake sweep at Falis' feet, and then Senna swung at the other girl's shoulder. "Ah, nah. No worries there."