That little aura she was picking up on was a façade of cockiness that concealed several years of experience and skill on the man, who was only the age of twenty seven at the time. God knows how long he's been serving with his military outfit. He gave a smile that seemed genuine yet overconfident as he stood from the bench beneath the two of them, and one of his hands, the right, was extended outwards to Chloe. "If you want to train, we should do it in the Dojo. Far better space to do it then here."