[Angelica made a face as Parker easily unsheathed her sword.] Ah, fencing. Try to go easy on me, lest you cut me to ribbons. My tutor was one-handed and fought not for sport.

[She grinned just a touch, then rolled up her sleeves before producing her own weapon. She held it aloft, inspecting it for a moment, then motioned for Parker to join her in the centre of the room.] You've not missed very much. Are you at least well-rested?