"Nope. It's a dialogue, not a fight." So he'll have to dial up into whatever Mal's thinking of. He takes the stick as it's offered and it's like he'd never put the damn things down. For half a second he's twirling it on his hand, slipping back into a stance that's not his. Lighter, leaner, hips cocked just so, head and shoulders braced.

Carolina's stance.

"It's different when you're teaching than when you're looking for a partner, you'll be fine. I trust you."