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"It seems you have trouble keeping calm in stressful situations. We have to remedy that. It will end up distracting you in situations requiring focus such as combat, which will end with you dead."

He seems to hesitate slightly, slightly enough to wonder if he hesitated at all.

"It can also lead to problems controlling magic. We both know how troublesome that can be. So I think we'll work on that."

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Roy observes Caed's coldly calm demeanor.
"What about you, Caed?"

"What makes you so eternally calm? Outside of hanging people over turrets of course"

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Caed meets Roy's gaze, the steel grey irises robbing all perception. They dig deep, capturing the essence of their focus in those intricate silvery webs.

"Life eventually runs out of surprises. Things such as betrayal, tragedy, loss and anger all fade away until all you have is expectations. Expectations for the worst. I am not calm by my own choosing. Even as we harden your senses, you should always cherish the luxury of being surprised. Being able to be surprised."

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Roy is taken aback by the simple but deeply philosophical response.
His stressful state fuels him to advance on Caed's soberness
"Poor you. Having all the power imaginable. Not having to train or work or put forth any effort for anything."

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Caed squints subtly (or at least, it seemed like he squinted) and a distant mountaintop explodes, sending village-crushing debris flying out. A bit later a powerful thundering is heard, low but deep with crushing implications.

"I train every day. I train so that I don't crush your skull with a glance on accident. I train so that I don't send cities across the sky, or the moon upon our heads. I train harder than you will ever understand, mortal."

A tiny (but noticeable) bead of sweat rolls down Caed's temple, and his muscles seem to tighten, but he gives no other sign of exertion.

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Roy falls from the unimaginably intense tremors caused by Caed's show of strength.
He makes it back to his feet afterwards.
"Fine. You win."
Roy says with a bitterly minute sense of humility
"Now, what should I do?"

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"First we need make sure you stay calm. Every night you will meditate for thirty minutes or more. On what is your choice, but you have to set aside your emotional troubles. Confronting the past events and dealing with them mentally will help you tremendously, and the time to think by yourself should calm you. As for the rest, I'll be sure to emphasize focus and calm during our training. That should be enough. Understand?"

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"Sure."
Not looking forward to his meditation, Roy impatiently asks
"What do I do now?"

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"Hurm. There's plenty of time left in the day, so we can waste some time. Would you like to practice magic? Or perhaps take a trip?"

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"Let's practice magic"
Getting ahead of Caed, Roy takes a few steps to calming himself down, taking deep breaths and relaxing his muscles.