'That's right, fat chance he'd be able to teach me a thing or two about Reimancy.' It's not as if she ever wanted to learn it, anyway. It had just been a whim of the moment, and a convenient skill to learn (if she could). She wouldn't go out of her way to learn it though, and look for a master just for it. The Svefra had other things to get better at first, like sailing and archery.
Maybe it was just that he really did remind her of her brother, though her brother was much more phlegmatic then cocky. Her brother had taught her archery, and she missed that connection of having someone to teach her and to look after her. Why should she look for that in a stranger, though?
She could see that Romen was looking at her with an expression she couldn't read. The girl scrunched up her nose and looked back at him with a cross face. "What?"