It was pretty clear, even without his skill with the colours that Celiana was distressed. As she had stopped fighting (Though he didn't rule out that it was a strategy as he had pulled) he wouldn't move at first, just letting her have her fun. He listened to her words carefully, but also kept track of what he could sense from her. Letting out a sigh, he would drop his hands.
"I think that's enough for our spar today" He spoke softly. The more serious, senior member of the Order side of the Jedi Master was beginning to peek out. "You're clearly not in any condition to go on. We can pick the spar up again later, I think I've learned a fair bit about the Echani fighting style today. Thank you, Celiana" Josh would speak with a gentle, respectful bow. He would continue to try to gauge her feelings, both through traditional means and using the colours. She still had the same colours as before, but Josh was having difficulty remembering what each one meant straight off. He was curious as to if she legitimately intended to take their... Antics further than the ring, but he let her show if that was what she wanted or not.