"Master thief..." he murmurs, looking her over. Given the absurdity of his own world view, he doesn't actually doubt her - though he'd be curious to see what she can actually do. It wouldn't be the first child he'd seen take up the craft, usually out of the need to be self-sufficient.

"I still have hope that we will not be waylaid long enough for training to have an effect," he retorts. He won't deny that dragoons jumps are, in fact, incredibly sweet. "If you can find me a month from now, mayhap I will reconsider."