Each movement she makes is calculated with care and precision, watching as if circling some kind of trap of threat to her very nature. It's clear that she doesn't trust strangers, that she has no desire to do anything except hide herself away and peek out to gain something, to learn something - and his movements, his actions, have caught her eye. The offer is enough to keep her interested, even if she's unsure of her own confidence.

She cannot simply trust a stranger. The last time she had trusted one...

Frowning, she breathes out.

"Some months ago." He doesn't need more details than that, surely? Her eyes are trained on his hand, on the swords he carries with such ease. "I meant what you would ask for it in return for tutoring."