[He reaches out to straighten one of the swords that's become slightly crooked in light of the day's activities. It's edge is keen and sharp, far moreso than anything he could expect in his age. Smithery has come a long way.

The question draws a faint hm out of him.]

Honestly? Until I've done it myself, I can't say. I'm not well-versed in fighting monsters. [His mouth quirks upwards at one corner.] David used a slingshot, perhaps I ought to give that one a try.