[Seemed like the gears were turning in his head. He hadn't tried throwing again, and had already corrected the grip. He may or may not have had a peek at Makoto's throw to see the motion, a visual learner himself, and readied himself.]
Much better, kupo! Keep practicing, and you'll be a natural in no time!
[Thunk. Though a little lopsided, a knife had embedded in the target. It wasn't accurate by a long shot, but it looked like the boy had stopped tossing knives at the floor.]
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Much better, kupo! Keep practicing, and you'll be a natural in no time!
[Thunk. Though a little lopsided, a knife had embedded in the target. It wasn't accurate by a long shot, but it looked like the boy had stopped tossing knives at the floor.]
H-holy shit, I hit it! I hit the bastard!