Aery rolled her eyes. Typical... Canadian. Not the right accent to be English and too abrasive to be anything else.
"As far as why I would offer this? Because I'm bored, and because I think our alliance might be a force to be reckoned with. Because, as I said earlier, it intrigues me that a boy not so much older than myself--for you cannot yet be an adult, despite your drinking habits--made his way alone in an adult world. Surely we have much to teach each other. I'd think you should like to know at least some of the weapons we have at our disposal. And I would be honored if you would teach me better martial arts than I have learned. In two weeks I mastered all that they" the tilt of her head took in all five boys, all of whom were pouting or frowning, "could teach me, and I am still hungry for more knowledge. But you would not like to learn to knife-fight? Nor swordfighting?" They used sword-fighting as a warm-up, even though there was no practical application of it. They used wooden swords for it, or sometimes dull metal ones, and it was always great fun.