With practiced ease Ben avoids the blind lash of the blade, mentally 'rolling his eyes up' at her inexperience, however his eyes widened when she struck a second time, unexpected...The swipe caught him on his right arm, causing a moderate laceration to his upper arm, a thin coat of blood now upon the blade.
Backing away quickly he caught her arm with his unharmed one and squeezed tightly, hitting a pressure point that forces her to drop the knife. "Enough, I've seen enough...At least you posses the will to act if not the training..." he states in his previous 'friendly' voice, releasing the arm quickly and stepping back towards the glass, examining his new wound with slight humor in his eyes before he nods "It is good you are willing to do what must be done, however next time keep your eyes open, you tend to hit your target more and see counters with them open." he advised her, tearing the bottom part of his right sleeve off and tying it around the wound so he wouldn't bleed out.
"Now, don't you feel strong...You've drawn blood and haven't fainted like the weak hearted fools we get here often, pick up that data pad and tell me, are you willing to do so again with your eyes open and for the people who suffer under the one you fight?" he asks seriously, humor now gone from his voice.
