"I'm familiar with some conjure?" Robin says, suddenly thoughtful. "I'm an exorcist, it's hard to go without picking up a few things in the line of duty ..." She rubs at the wrist of her left hand, twice around the width of it. "I know enough to know that's not something I'd be comfortable people relying on me for in a crisis, however." Hard to do that if you can't rely on yourself to follow through, after all.

With a shake of her head, she adds, "I can fight well enough to keep people safe," and reconsiders the weapons cache, lifting a sticklike device up out of the collection with her left hand and hefting it carefully. Just in case. At least she'll have something to fall back on. It's not a bad idea. "And if you've brought something you think we need, I'm willing. I wouldn't know where to start," she finishes, offering Ki - and the rest of the group - an open, self-deprecating smile.