Cato: He goes to the praetorian building and watches the guards train. "Let's move on to sword fighting, it's always useful" he says and pick up a sword "pair up. You come with me" he points the new guard and shows him some moves.
Fawn: finishes the copy and leaves it to cool, sheaths the ivy sword and sits on the steps in front of my workshop.
Cato: He swings his sword panting "alright now show me what I just taught you" he says and easily blocks the attack. "Great job everybody" he says turning around to face the rest of the guards "alright quick tournament, grab the wooden swords". He sits down on top of a ladder and signals them to start.
Fawn: "Oh really? I wasn't even here yesterday." I use that as a cover to scan the rooftops spotting them. "Did you want to come in and sign the form?" Hoping he takes the hint and walks inside the workshop.
Fawn: puts the swords down "by enemy do you mean your enemy or my army's enemy?" I mutter in case of eavesdropping
Fawn: "What did she do to anyone? How do you know all of this anyway?" I turn to face Silvio eyes full of hurt