"You want to learn to fight, I can teach you that."

At least it'd be better than teaching a bunch of farmers how to die in droves, and a hell of a lot nicer to look at. Her ice magic would probably adapt well for battlefield control and with her height she'd be able to see...

He shrugged heavily and a little awkward at thinking of her like a Whitestone recruit, and then shoved his hands into his pockets.