[ She totally is. However, it's not within her nature to boast. She's settled somewhat into the fame her skills and ambition had unearthed for her and was content to let her wins speak for themselves, but. Bragging is something different entirely. Modesty sits better. ]
I suppose.
[ Swiftly, she turns the conversation back to Tenka. ]
[Oho. Comparatively, Tenka's not against a compliment, actually puffing his chest up a bit as he opens his fan and fans himself with it - a keen eye will notice that it's actually made out of metal as opposed to paper. A very simple, inconspicuous weapon that can still be carried around without worrying anyone.
Such is the Tenka life.]
Bahaha!! I'd say so! He and I still go toe to toe on regular occasion.
[ And, because it’s metal, Pyrrha is immediately made aware of the incongruity - a weapon dressed up as something lovely. The vibrations within it are faint, but there.
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I suppose.
[ Swiftly, she turns the conversation back to Tenka. ]
You must be too, if he took you as his partner.
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Such is the Tenka life.]
Bahaha!! I'd say so! He and I still go toe to toe on regular occasion.
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Politely, she draws no attention to it. ]
And it’s always a tie, right?
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No way, I win a bunch! .... and then he wins a couple times and there are a few ties, I guess.
[aka in the end the score really is completely even]