Connie was well used to training aches by now. Getting hit by a blunted sword at precisely the level of force that would give her a nasty bruise but would barely stop short of actually breaking anything was, unsurprisingly, a good motivator for learning how to dodge and parry properly. Still, she accepts Nanamo's offer of healing with a smile and a "Thank you."
She gets up and rolls her shoulders, taking her iMog Slate out of the backpack she'd stowed near the training ring and dismissing her armor and weapons with a few swipes of her fingers. "I'm in agreement. It was nice to finally have a live sparring partner, rather than just going through forms and hacking training dummies to pieces. Although..." Connie grimaces. Training, as fun as it was, also had a substantial cost: energy. It inevitably left her starving. "Hey, I have some gil from practicing with my gunblade on geezards. You want to grab some food?"
Re: Yeah sure!
She gets up and rolls her shoulders, taking her iMog Slate out of the backpack she'd stowed near the training ring and dismissing her armor and weapons with a few swipes of her fingers. "I'm in agreement. It was nice to finally have a live sparring partner, rather than just going through forms and hacking training dummies to pieces. Although..." Connie grimaces. Training, as fun as it was, also had a substantial cost: energy. It inevitably left her starving. "Hey, I have some gil from practicing with my gunblade on geezards. You want to grab some food?"