Her description sounded like something that both smith and Maester would have conjured up, had they ever really enjoyed working together, or worked together at all. And in a way, he was glad that weapons of such calibre did not exist in his world. But they had some things which may have been considered far worse.
"I can imagine such a weapon clear enough for never having set eyes upon one" he replied, getting more comfortable, or at least as comfortable as he could manage on stone. "And what of your skill with a blade? An axe? A mace?" he asked her, wondering just how wide spread her combat skills were ranged. "Do you know how to use a shield properly? Or use a bow?" he asked her, taking a drink from his cup.