Gideon bets he's a cavalier. Not that everyone here is from the Nine Houses (probably). She wishes they had actual swords. Though she considers rapiers toothpicks, they are metal toothpicks. It's still the closest thing to her normal schedule.

Before she fights like in Drearburgh, Gideon manages to stop and think. Peering at the stranger, Gideon does the 'honorable' thing. "What do you fight to?" Gideon asks. "What stops it. Declares a winner."