[Mmh, time. There's a vague sense of tiredness but it's gone as quick as it's there, blowing through and banished to the darkness. The vague outline that is Alice in her own mental space rubs at the back of it's neck.]

Yes, of course. I didn't meant to ask for the services of others in terms of sparring or lessons. I do welcome them of course but as you say, time is a commodity. As is energy.

[And fighting spirit and a hundred other things she enjoys yammering about at length.]

The Mähne is simply a particular weapon in that sense. I need to keep up my strength with it.