Shifting from foot to foot slightly. "If you would not mind? My Father is insistent I practice against others." Alysse notes following him, her past transgression being seemingly forgotten, save for her flaming cheeks. An odd colour against her tanned skin. "A useful ability." She agrees to his explanation of wielding a glaive, though she lacked to tell him of her own abilities. It was not really like he needed to know, plus she didn't like to show off. Her skill with a sword was one factor she didn't mind. Sparring was required, and that meant doing it with people.