[Kazue was generously going to give Maren a few seconds to gulp up some air before she smacked her companionably ( if a little hard ), on the shoulder, grinning widely.]

Good, let's go! The park is only a couple blocks from here and we might as well jog.

[Even though the heat was making sweat trickle down her neck, Kazue wasn't too worried. She'd trained in harsher conditions, and if Maren was serious about being her familiar, then she would have to get used to it too. Demons weren't going to wait when you were fresh eyed and bushy tailed to come after them.

She started jogging towards the park, digging through her bag as she set a rather sedate pace.]

We can go over the basics of grip as we run. Can you handle it?