Gideon straightens up, regarding her thoughtfully. They should really go through basic blocks, first, and how to shift your weight properly—but if she'd been forced to do all this rolling around bullshit before she ever picked up a sword, she would have started biting people. "Yeah, okay," she says. She looks around, and to her surprise finds a few wooden practice blades—worn as if from medium-use and then not particularly well maintained—leaning in a corner. She picks one up, and tosses the other to Tally. "Head's up," she says, after she's already thrown it.