Arian had been doing fairly well. Sara was helping him train, mostly teaching him basic defensive manoeuvres to make sure he could hold his own. She kept telling him he was getting stronger, but he took that with a massive grain of salt. After everything that had happened, stumbling into a Panther village with absolutely no memories, getting robbed by the village's crazy lady, and almost getting assaulted... She viewed him as being as fragile as spun glass.
It truly was not that bad, though! Sure, he forgot his past, but that also meant he forgot any painful memories attached to it. Ignorance was bliss, as far as he was concerned. He was completely fine.
Still, she aggressively encouraged him and threw a mini-celebration for every small achievement, which made his face turn violently red with embarrassment every single time. "You dodged that perfectly!" she would cheer, even if he had mostly just tripped backwards and avoided getting hit by sheer luck.
