[Fake a thrust, turn it into a slash, get parried anyways and be forced back a few steps by the counter stroke. Use her inhuman speed to force her back with a slice at her stomach and go back on the offensive. Aurelia is learning a lot, like how good Texas is with a pair of swords and that even with her age and experience she can’t trump a proper fighter with a blade.

How fun.

It’s only her inhuman abilities that are keeping her in the fight, and Aurelia is thriving. Though the director is waving frantically at them to get them to at least pretend to remember their lines instead of dancing back and forth across the stage.]

But you are my darling! My one and only, the only woman in this rain filled hole of a city that can challenge me! I’ll never let you go!

[That’s close enough to her line right? She’s forgotten them already. She probably doesn't need to respond to the part about keeping Texas waiting, her character is supposed to be kind oblivious to details while obsessing over her rival in misplaced lust and desire. She'd ignore that.

Duck that sword swing, parry the other one and be forced back, turn the momentum into a spin to go and try and strike Texas's back! The grin on her face stops being an exaggerated fake and became a small and real grin]