"Yes, I know how to fight," Rita replied, rolling her eyes as if that had been a ridiculous question. Maybe it wasn't something that could be guessed at a glance, but... well, she just didn't have a lot of patience at the moment.

"Anyway, I could have sworn I mentioned..." They'd know each other for a few weeks. Surely Rita had mentioned the single most important, defining detail about herself in passing...

... or maybe she actually didn't.

"... Well, whatever. I'm a magic scholar - a mage. A damn good one, too. I'm not bad with a whip, either." It was a little hard to brag after being beaten so badly in her last fight, but Rita managed. Maybe Woody would be skeptical about her claims, but she didn't care. There was nothing she held more pride in than her magic ability.