He nods in casual acceptance of the compliment. On some level, he's aware that this is an increase in humility, though people who've only known him as long as Hilda has would not see it; not so long ago, rather than accept praise, he'd have expected it as his due and barely acknowledged it at all.

Things are different now. He is not the same person, and it's grown easier and easier to live as the same man he wants to be. Whether it's time or living in Abraxas that has done this, he doesn't know.

"A teacher can only do so much if the student has no potential." He casts his gaze up at the cliff's edge, which seems farther away from this vantage than when their position were reversed. "Though practice makes a difference as well. But I don't think I'll turn today's venture into a training session."