[He wouldn't ever tell someone not to try and figure out a way to defend themselves. It's going to be dangerous out there, and leaving a person without a way to attack back is like asking them to be killed. Ryuji doesn't want Kaede put in that situation at all, but he notes the hesitation in both body language (strongly) and her concerns about spoken (weakly).

An affirmative "mmn" sound comes out of his throat. Well, it was just an idea. It doesn't matter, ultimately what she ends up choosing, as long as she's good at it.]

If you're this determined to figure out how to kick ass, I don't, uh. I dunno. I think you'd get the hang of a different weapon.

[Smiling, he rolls his shoulders.]

It's just... I think you can actually damage your wrists easier if you're usin' a stick to whack a shad--- an enemy. Whatever you end up choosin', I'd say to go for somethin' a little less straining there.

[A small pause, unsure if his words of advice are even remotely helpful here.]

'Cause... I mean... I used t'be a track star. It was pretty much, like, my everything. I hurt my leg and I can't really run anymore. Qrow said you're a wiz at the piano, so, yeah.

I know what it's like to lose something you're really good at, and. Just be careful, aight?