Meredith gave the girls a patronising little wave as they left, before turning and hurrying to catch up with the others, slinging an arm around Gaston's shoulders just as he was speaking.
"Kicking your rear ends, anyway," she corrected with a grin "I could give you a run for your money, Gwyn."
It was slightly true, there were plenty of things Gwyn had more skill in, plenty of martial arts she'd been practicing for far longer, but Meredith loved fencing and she honed her skills whenever she could. Gwyn probably was better than her, but Meredith could at least hold her own against the other girl, for a bit.