You didn't make a mistake. You didn't even turn it on. [ cal assures, a bit quick in his words as he tries to ease things. the guy's an open book, cal can sense the nervousness in him as much as he can see it without the force.

he reminds him a little of a bogling, skittish at first but curious and friendly in the end. ] And being a fighter takes practice.

I wasn't much of one for a long time. [ at which he offers a sadder smile, then shakes his head. ] Plus, not being a fighter isn't a big thing here. I don't think.