The smoke cleared and there laid Kenny, a sword too short, beaten up armor and a growing irritation and headache. He looked up at the sky and sighed, “Again and again and again.” he mumbled to himself, “And again.” he sighed, she wanted a spar, he got the dog. How fantastic, how wonderful, how fantastic it was to get blown to what should be smithereens by an animal. Without so much of a word he sat up with a blank expression on his face. He looked at the two, first at Arcane and then at alyssa. “Mm.” Not a word spoken he simply stood up, dusted himself off and headed for the hotel scratching his head and shakily walking along. “I need a drink.” he would then collapse just as he got to the door. “Just leave me here, you two keep sparring.”
Kenny raised a hand and waved her off if she came, "Really just leave me alone for a moment."