She watched quietly, seeing how the Princess quickly explained what was wrong with the weapon and went to retrieve a more proper one for her. Despite this, her eyes returned to the original scimitar, the one meant for left handed warriors. As the Princess offered Alexis the one for right handed people, she already knew she didn't want that one. It was childish, she understood, but the moment she had picked up that left handed scimitar, the moment she had swung it, feeling its grip in her hand, the uneasiness of it, she had bonded with it. Alexis needed something reckless and nearly unmasterable. She needed that scimitar.
With the shake of her head, Alexis held up a hand to show she didn't want the right handed one, going over to the original one. "I'd actually prefer this one. It's just... Got that feeling, you know?" She picked it up, tossing it over to her left hand and performing some uneasy slashes and stabs with it. There would be a lot of work involved. "I want this one. I will master this one." Suddenly, Alexis tossed it in the air. The blade spin, hilt over blade over hilt. She mediocrely caught it, fingers trying to get used to the feeling. She didn't use her left hand. But for this weapon, she would. Alexis turned to look at the Princess. "I truly appreciate your assistance but I stay to my original choice."