She jumped back up to her feet immediately. She'd probably never bow again to him, she burned things like that into her brain and made certain she remembered. She nodded and pulled the hood back down over her face, having forgotten she'd taken it off to drink.
Being in this world was doing things to her, minor changes, though she didn't realize it. By necessity, she was thinking more- orchestrating the building of a future army, overseeing the small part of that army that currently exists, training enough of them to replace her in case of her death, analyzing the threats to her bosses both native and non-native to this world and natural and supernatural and coming up with enough defense for it all, knowing exactly how much rests on her shoulders. She's no longer simply a cog in the wheel of Klok, only because it doesn't serve Dethklok's best interests anymore. As their needs change, so did she. When things go back to normal, perhaps she will too.
She yanked his sword out of the ground where he'd stuck it, wiped the dirt off on her jeans and handed it back to him. She grabbed her own sword back. "Okay, so I told you we would work on the guards." She turned her back to him and got back in one of the positions from earlier, with the sword over her shoulder. "You remember this one- Guard of the Woman. The sword is behind your back, tricky like a woman." She grinned, though he couldn't see it. She swung the sword out and down, into the position by her hip, same as earlier. "Boar's tooth. When you swing, it's important to do it with enough control that you don't hit the ground with your sword. So for right now, go for accuracy, not speed or power. The point of having an edged weapon is that it does the work for you, it should cut right through flesh like butter. So you never need to swing it hard, and therefore you save your endurance as well."
She demonstrated the others, Full iron gate,Window, Half iron gate,Short guard,Tail guard,Crown guard, and Long guard, just letting him choose whether he wanted to just watch or attempt to mimic her motions, and she held the positions for a moment while she explained briefly what they were good for. She went through them all in an order that made them fluidly follow one another, making it seem natural that one led to the other.