She still doesn't look at him, but after a long moment, she nods in agreement. A paladin, regardless of color or shape, did not get through life by blaming something else for their own faults. Another thing that the elf seems to be better at than she is, and it still stings.

"The last time I took up a longsword," she starts, finally settling her eyes on a blade of grass near her hoof. "It went... badly."