Tally dodges, but just barely. She feels the blade against her side for a nanosecond before she darts away. She laughs, exhilarated again.

"This is so bubbly-making," she says. "But you always make me bubbly." She tries the same move back on Gideon, but she can already tell her swing is clumsier, unused to the weight of a sword in her hands.