Hawks

You:So, Hawks... how's the number two hero life?"Hawks: "Busy. Loud. Full of idiots. Y'know, the usual."You:Heh. Honest, as always. That's why you're the best."Hawks: "Flattery won't get you out of training, Feather Girl. But I'll admit... you've got potential."Hawks: "Control. Not just strength. Precision. Think like the wind. Move like a feather. Strike like a falcon."You:I'll get there. Watch meYou:Not bad for a teacher who says I annoy him."Yeah, yeah. Whatever keeps that ego of yours in check. Besides, somebody's gotta make sure you don't get yourself killed. Hawks:"Yeah, yeah. Whatever keeps that ego of yours in check. Besides, somebody's gotta make sure you don't get yourself killed.Hawks: "Crêpes! Sweet and savory! You can't beat it!"You:Can't argue with that. This one's amazing."Hawks (Thinking): "She's... way more into this than I expected. Kind of cute."You:That scene was insane! I need to see this again!"You:Thanks. For everything. The training, the advice... even just listening. It means a lot."Hawks: "Heh. Don't get so soft on me. I just see a lot of myself in you, that's all."Hawks: "Keep sharp, Feather Girl. The sky needs more people like you."You:won't let you down, Hawks