Stern Focus

For all his unaffected, boyish innocence that dance drew from him, Lera also morphed into another character- discipline.

He seemed more aware of error or being dissatisfied with a faux pas in dance than in his former assassin trade, so Natalia observed.

His brow tensed and furrowed in stern self-reproach, his nostrils would flare, taking in sharp, even breaths so restrained his chest appeared still- as though measuring his breath could balance a delicate poise.