[ Timing is a funny thing because at that very moment she has several more pieces of viable steel in her hands and she can't help but dissolve into laughter. ]

I don't even know what that means. How does metal scream?

[ The thing with having friends from other worlds, other times, means encountering ways of speech that she has no frame of reference for. Rarely is it frustrating for her to navigate these moments - more often than not she ends up finding pure enjoyment in them because it means she can add more of it to her own vernacular if she finds it funny enough.

She pulls a face at the mention of them having to work together, a little, "Ugh," fluttering from her lips. It has no heat behind it though and is quickly dissolves into a laugh. ]

At least one of us is confident about their part of this little project. [ With enough metal gathered she nudges them towards an empty forge and anvil. ] I just don't want you to ruin the guitar if you have to use the sword. That's what I'm the most worried about.