Gaston notes the hand on her sword, but immediately dismisses the idea that she's proficient with them at all. It doesn't even matter that his own skills with a rifle have been replaced with skill with a spear, and he's busy not thinking about the fact that those skills are novice ones as well. He's a man. She's a woman. That's about as far as his mind goes.

"No need to be in such a hurry. We're here in a new land. This place could be crawling with monsters and ruffians. A pretty lady like you could do with someone watching out for her."