[She smiles, relaxing a bit now that the subject is off of her. She would rub in that she started training under her father at eight, but she thinks she'll let it slide for his kindness in talking to her and getting her mind off other things.]

Is that so? You must have been rather cute in the little gi at ten. Hohoho. Did you have glasses back then, too?

[She gets comfy at her desk, leaning her chin in her hand. Storytime~]

Was it your own choice to train in the sword, or was it a family tradition, perhaps?