Her laugh is more like a guffaw, loud and abrupt. "Maybe if you get a sword, Cocoberry. As it stands, you're kinda lacking..."

She stands up straight again, lifting the cane to twirl it nimbly in her hand. Once it makes a full cycle, she grabs just below the dragon's head with her left hand, holding the cane horizontal--and unsheathes a portion of the blade hidden within. "I'm already ready. Any time, any place."