[ Ah, the spear(?) has a name. She seems so very proud of it, though, so Cal doesn't have the heart to be anything less than fully supportive, even as his eyebrows climb even higher up his forehead. ]

So kind of like me and Beedee?

[ He's joking, as evidenced by the wryness in his tone, one side of his mouth quirking upwards. Now he shuts off his lightsaber, the plasma blade retracting with a hiss, and studies the spear a little more closely, his head tipping slightly to the side.

It's just... huge. But she hefts it so easily, so it must not weigh nearly as much as it appears to. ]

It looks like it might be tough to swing around. Unless Arvess has a few tricks up its sleeve?

[ This isn't a challenge or anything, by the way. He sounds genuinely curious. ]