Lee breathed a silent sigh of relief. He wished he had someone to spar with, it was really almost no use whacking a tree or something as people generally thought. He sheathed his swords again and stuck them in the gravely beach before sitting down and looking into the water. He saw a slight little flash of silver in the lake. Probably a passing fish. He kept that in mind in case they started to run out of food.
(Well, I'm afraid Beatrix has a mission. How about Cole?)
One eye on Windy, Cole sat on a rock by the shore. The other eye watched Lee as he considered practicing with him.