Grace yes, and a lot of formal training. That was just hand to hand. If he saw her with her blades, he might actually BE impressed. Or so she would like to think. It was like she was dancing when she fought with swords. She knows hand to hand is nearly the same, but her arms feel shorter when she does so.

"Don't get cocky now, kid." She teased, grinning more at his comment, but she did admit. "You might actually impress me a bit though." She said and as they clashed again, she tried faster fot work, dodging more if she could, and going for shorter attacks on the inside. After a bit, she felt herself winding up more. She could feel his movements. His control too. She had the feeling if he went full out, she'd be knocked down, a hell of a lot more.

"You are... very controlled, aren't you?" She said, and had to nearly drop backwards to the floor to miss a kick, rolling back to her feet a moment after, letting out a huff of breath. He's a damn tank, that was for sure.