He lets it be, certainly not agreeing with her, but not seeing the worth in making an argument of it. Roland's much more interested in what's about to happen than he is in making a point that wouldn't even be relevant to her. Instead of focusing on that, he notes the wooden sword, following her and exchanging his own for a similarly less deadly one. Perhaps that's wise.

Roland has nothing to lay aside - not even his revolver, its holster secure and its end already tied to his thigh so it won't flap around - and so he isn't slow in joining her. He eyes her stance, trying to remember his own, and aims a cautious stab toward her middle. Not truly trying to hit, just wanting to get an idea of her movement and speed. An idea of his own too, probably.