Kaneis. Of all the other Redsworn she's met, he's stuck in her mind as probably one of the more capable members of their ragtag group, but he wasn't wrong when he said he had a way of trying peoples' nerves. She steels herself, still trying to channel that Warrior persona.

"You have a sword, yes? Do you not know how to swing it? Do you just lash it to your belt for show?" She approaches him, ankles shaky in spite of her efforts. "Is your back too frail to carry a warrior's suit of armor?"