"Oooooh." Magnus's eyes, it must be said, light up. One of the most surprising things about these lessons with Lancelot is that, the more he starts to get about being deliberate in a fight instead of just trying not to die right away, the more fun he has with training. Sure, he's had a grim spell recently, what with all the stress of the Shen Yuan situation, but training has (extremely weirdly) become one of the things he looks forward to, instead of dreading and resigning himself to needing to get through it. Sunny being here makes it all seem kind of silly and fun, too.

It's not that he wants to be Fighting Guy again. He started this because he thought he should be able to take up the mantle once more, if push came to shove, but the more he trains, the more he realizes that other people here could totally have it handled without him. Not sneak attacks from mysterious murderesses, but more zombies or whatever. But... he likes knowing how things work. He likes learning, and being active, and spending time with people. Even if 'people' is just his best friend's biodad who he hated as recently as a few months ago. In short, now that it's become less about survival... he's enjoying himself.

Magnus checks Sunny once more to make sure that she's good, and then gets into his standard starting position.