"Alright!" Maes grinned at the small success, and clapped Alfons on the shoulder. "You're getting it! You've just got to work on keeping your motions smooth. Like... like you were dancing. Think of the knife as a woman - you want to be smooth and gentle with her, and move her with you. Guns are like men, you can be a little rougher with them and let them do most of the work. With knives, you have to lead."

That was how he looked at it, anyway.

"Give it another try."