[It is a little creepy, just a bit. And that's exactly why Alice steals herself up as she does, a little too rigid. It makes her nervous, because she really hasn't gotten a chance to even sit by him, not like this.

Hasty is a good word for it. He is right. Alice's fingers intertwine in her hands. While she's sought his advice and training, he's still fairly intimidating as warm as he can be.

He's like the white king, in a sense.]

I know.

[Well, that sounded absolutely hollow. She tries to assert herself again.]

No, you're right, I am, that is why I wanted to apologize. You've done me a great service by teaching me to wield my knife better and I am very grateful.

[As much as a taskmaster he can be.]

I should be a bit more grateful for that. I still want to learn more!