Mr. Ikka had just finished his meal. He Wiped his mouth and rested the silverware neatly on the plate before he responded. Ephi seemed enthusiastic, yet a bit nervous. Perhaps it was from the old man's vagueness concerning the training. This was expected from such uncertainty, so Mr. Ikka would reveal his motives, so that the young woman knew what she was up against.
"It is a simple matter of focus." he replied.
"From what I have seen, it is your mind that causes your shifting. It will take a fair amount of mental training to keep this power under control."
He leaned in, speaking with a much more stern and serious tone.
"Know that this will not be easy... It may cause a bit of grief along the way. Yet, the reward will be worth it. Trust me."
This could have been enough to frighten Ephi, but she needed to know that such training would not be a cakewalk. Now the man leaned back, up against the back of the chair. His voice became more calm and friendly.
"It is your decision, I will not force you to accept this. However, if you begin the training, you must finish it. I will give you as much time as you need to decide."