"We are trained agents, April. Simply 'react'..."

This time his hands made a move that she associated with breaking a stick over his knee.

"...then apologize for your reflexes when they are picking themselves up off the floor. For you? Allow nothing physical to go without immediate retaliation. Show no weakness."

April considered that silently for a moment, then looked up to meet Illya's eyes.

"I won't."

The smile this time was warm instead of sly and he got up, offering her his hand.

"Shall we begin today's lessons then? I have a training dummy set up."