Tally catches it. "You're not going to get me on reflexes," she says, smirking. The wooden blade is surprisingly heavy, even when Tally shifts it so that she's holding it by the handle and not the blade, which is how she'd caught it. She can't resist doing a couple of swishes through the air before she readies herself properly.

"Okay, just, like... knock me over again but then try to get me," she instructs. "Or I guess surprise me. Um, whatever. You're the teacher."