Elizabeth looks up and taps her chin, what is the word used for this. Humans have so many words that mean the same thing. Letting out a breath she nods and looks at Naoto, "I believe the mortal word is.... Spot?"

"I mean, there is combat training, but I do not believe you could fight as I do. I use a book and you use a... What do you fight with?"

Elizabeth blinks, she doesn't remember actually fighting much with the other woman, she didn't leave an impression like the horribly boring one, or her sister's fool, yet she was a fighter.

"Sometimes having someone to make sure you do not hurt yourself, allows you to train more, and I can more easily agree since... I have no idea how you defend yourself!"