"I suggest," she returned the arrow to her quiver and boops him on the forehead, right in the middle of the array of lights on his forehead, "you learn some patience. I'll get another sword eventually, or someone will show up with one I can borrow, and then I'll teach you. There's subtleties to using a sword that using other things can't teach you. And it's not like either of us are going anywhere, ehn? There's plenty of time."