(There is a small "oh!" from her end and it's clear his words touch her.)

I would like to see you fight. Perhaps not another person, but...a...a dummy? (Is that what those strange, soft statues she sometimes uses to practice are called?) I think I enjoy watching those who are skilled far more than learning myself.

(But she will learn. She has to.)

I've considered what it would feel like to save someone or defend them. I imagine it's a nice feeling.