"Estel, you are not trying!"
Swords clashed in the courtyard.
"You are distracting me, Elladan!"
"Do you think that there will be no distractions in an attack?" his brother called, intentionally forcing Estel's attention away from the flashing weapons.
"There is no such thing as try!" Estel shot back, seemingly randomly, surprising both himself and the twins. "Either one does, or one does not." A sword thrust accentuated each word as he attacked. "In this case, I am."
"Elrohir! Be wary... our little brother has gained some wit at long last it seems...." Elladan called to Elrohir with a teasing smirk.