Myri didn't drop her staff, but did turn to hold it more like a walking stick, leaning on it slightly as the conversation turned more serious. She had wondered if something like this might happen, if her gift might get in the way of her learning to fight. Still, she already felt a bit more capable of picking up a weapon and using it against an enemy.

"I'll be careful." She promised, with so much sincerity she was near to bursting. "I'm sorry if you're upset with me for wanting to learn. I've only..." She paused, trying to think of how to word it. "I've only just found a family. I want to be able to fight to keep it."