Ryn stood near the edge of the garden, eyes open, posture still.
Jay lingered a short distance away, leaning against the low railing that bordered the field. His posture was casual, but his attention wasn't.
Ever since the chests had opened, Ryn had been more on edge.
"So," Jay said after a moment, breaking the silence. "What's the plan here?"
He turned toward Jay.
"I'm going to test it," Ryn said.
Jay straightened slightly. "Your new Technique?"
"Yeah," he nodded.
Ryn stepped closer, stopping an arm's length away. Up close, Jay could see the faint tension in his posture.
"This technique revolves around marks," Ryn continued. "And distance."
Jay raised an eyebrow. "Distance from what?"
Ryn didn't answer immediately.
Instead, he reached out and placed his hand against Jay's shoulder.
"You'll see," he said at last, a slight grin tugging at his lips.
[MP: 163 / 173]
