"But you are a mum now..." she said and shrugged. "Isn't sentiment what parenthood is all about?" At least, she imagined that was what it would be like.
"Depends on what is going on. There is a distance for anything. Long range: gun or anything else that could reach that far." The sceptre was only one other example. "Fight in a room: use a dagger. But an open field where you are close to someone else, a spear is good. It's quick and you can get plenty of thrust behind it. You can either be quick or powerful if you wield it with both hands. One hand leads, the other does the fine tuning. Very precise if you know what you are doing, like a billiard cue. It's a good weapon for beginners because of the reach it has. Only problem is that an opponent can grab it which is why I try to coat it with a little bit of ice. And when it comes to Mjolnir..." She laughed softly. "Have you tried to pick it up and failed? Oddly enough, no. I was too much of an emotional whirlwind when I took Thor in to even bother with it and afterwards I just accepted its presence. I mean you know what will happen anyway... though if I will ever get good enough at illusions that is a prank I need to play on my dearly beloved uncle." She clicked on the safety and watched Peggy, observing the stance she took and the way she held the gun. Watching was a good way to learn for her.