After a few more attempts, Enjolras does start to feel a little steadier. He's not out to push himself to the limits of his body right away, but he does find himself testing them, little by little, and, for the most part, now that he's paying attention, it's easier to tell when he's doing something off, and to try correcting it.

He ends up falling on his ass again, and once on his knees, but he's also taking a moment after each of those falls, clearly trying to evaluate what caused him to get so out of step. It's one of the few times, in his life, that Enjolras has tried a style of fighting, or defense, like this one is, and he's surprised to find that he likes it, and the idea of being armed without ever having to draw a weapon.

At one point, he is pausing though, as Akito wanders by.

"I have a question, actually. I cannot seem to land back in my exact center of balance, even if I am still standing, after. Is there a technique I am missing, somewhere?"