['By the time I'm done with you'. That sounded foreboding. The training montage to come was liable to be bone-breaking, and that filled him with a fear of just what physical feats he would have to do.]

I think I can avoid them for now, that won't be a problem. Especially since we're in a tower in a garden full of flowers and it looks like I won't be going anywhere anytime soon.

[That last bit, though, that made him curious.]

But won't they realize it on their own? Like, how you can tell where someone trained by their fighting style?