Gideon shrugs. "I said I'd help you, didn't I?" Though now that she thinks about it, she's not sure she ever did, aloud; she just kind of started doing it. She circles Tally, weighing the practice sword in her hand. "And no, actually, you being pretty--like, scientifically capital-p Pretty on purpose rather than just normal person hot--probably makes me less likely to help you out. I'm contrary like that."