It's a good thing, maybe, that he has no idea what a Renn Faire is. But he nods along, by now he's used to not getting everything people say about their worlds.

He laughs again as she does that move, nodding. "I mean, sure, if you want to behead someone, but I'm guessing that isn't gonna be most of what you do."

He tosses his sword from hand to hand before it lands back in his left hand and he holds it out in a ready position. "More like this. You really never used one before? I swear the Anna I know can't be that much older than you, and she's crazy good."

Except, maybe she is? Is she older than 30?! He's friends with someone older than 30?! Help him, please. He might be having an existential crisis.