While Silvairre for the Archer quests softens later, his initial stubborn arrogance and pride is definitely weathering.
I can imagine Taliss doing the training under him, and him going on about archery.
“And how could you? Archery is the proud tradition of the Wildwood Elezen. The essence of this art-to reach one’s enemy- has been instilled in us over centuries. In that time, we have defended this great nation against every imaginable foe, granting us insight which you will never possess.
Can you recognize the subtle signs that betray a coming action? No. Can you accurately predict an opponents movement? No. Can you glean your foe’s intentions at a glance? No. And can such things be learned by one who knows nothing of our traditions? No.”
She may or not not restrain herself from reaching up grabbing his collar and yanking him down to her level while replying.
“And I am Xaela, we were made by Nhaama for War. We live it and breath it, adapting and fighting the enemy is what we do. So don’t give me this bull about no one else understanding as if you are the only race to have defended your people against unimaginable threats over the years.”
While Yesuntei would probably just role her eyes, and maybe passive aggressively snark.
“Yes, how foolish of me to think any race other than the Wildwood Elezen would know anything about reading an enemy or defending their home from powerful foes.”
