He doesn't begrudge her that suspicion. It wasn't something that he hadn't faced in his life. There were enough rumors about him in the past that made others look at him with uncertainty and fear. There were at least very few who knew of him or his ability to shift.

Trust was a delicate thing and he had lost his ability to extend it easily anymore.

"Nothing," he repeated. This wasn't something that required a debt. It was a simple skill passed along to someone who might make use of it. If anything, training her would allow him to get back into form.

He holds out the tourney sword for her.

"We need to start with stance."