You and Varys practice fighting. You both take up wooden sticks, and you quickly disarm Varys. He picks it back up and attacks again, though you easily parry it and hit him several times with your stick. "Hey, take it easy, man," Varys groans.
"They won't take it easy in the arena," you reply. "You need to be prepared."
Varys frowns. "Yeah, I guess you're right, I am much more of a long-range fighter. Too bad this isn't a darts competition."
You show Varys a few more moves, and he's able to defend himself a little better, but he still lacks finesse. When you're not looking, he throws a mud brick directly at your face. You chase after him for several minutes until you both get tired out.