Salt nodded thoughtfully at her hesitation. "I had no idea what to do with the first sword I held neither. I pretended that I knew, but that ended up getting me into a lot of trouble--why I have so many of these," she gestured to the several scars overlaying her face. "Sure, I ended up ok, but that's only because someone finally sat me down and showed me a few things." Salt gave one of the swords a little twirl.
"Now look, I'm not gonna waste your time--if you really don't want to learn how to use one of these, I won't go home crying about it. And if you're worried about annoying me with your cluelessness, don't worry about that either. Actually, I had a recent friend of mine say that the only way I was going to get any better than I am now is if I start teaching someone else basic technique, so you'll be helping me out too. Besides,"
Salt looked around and noticed a few other soldiers watching them with piqued interest, not necessarily discouraged by Salt's earlier rejection of Nolan's help. "Any number of these horndogs would probably jump at the chance to teach you a thing or two about their swords, and they'll talk your ear off about how amazing they are and how many battles they've lived through and how they're going to be rich one day--and how they'd treat you nice if you wanted to join them for a pint. But me? I'm no B.S. Just a woman who's learned a thing or two trying to get back in shape. That's all." She gave an unsmiling nod and offered the sword to Lena one last time.
"Now look, I'm not gonna waste your time--if you really don't want to learn how to use one of these, I won't go home crying about it. And if you're worried about annoying me with your cluelessness, don't worry about that either. Actually, I had a recent friend of mine say that the only way I was going to get any better than I am now is if I start teaching someone else basic technique, so you'll be helping me out too. Besides,"
Salt looked around and noticed a few other soldiers watching them with piqued interest, not necessarily discouraged by Salt's earlier rejection of Nolan's help. "Any number of these horndogs would probably jump at the chance to teach you a thing or two about their swords, and they'll talk your ear off about how amazing they are and how many battles they've lived through and how they're going to be rich one day--and how they'd treat you nice if you wanted to join them for a pint. But me? I'm no B.S. Just a woman who's learned a thing or two trying to get back in shape. That's all." She gave an unsmiling nod and offered the sword to Lena one last time.
