It's definitely a bonus, though she's honestly not sure what it says that this was in that third box she'd received. The first had been full of books; the second a full warmup outfit from her ballerina days, and the third, these two batons and the leather holsters strapped to her thighs. All in all, she'd have preferred her asps, with or without the electric current, but looks like whoever's keeping them here prefers to keep the weapons as archaic as the setting.

Natasha balances the tanbo in her hand, turning it over, giving it a quick flip with a deft motion of her wrist, the practiced hand of one who knows how to use what's there before nodding her approval of his own handwork. "I'd better be," she answers easily, a smile playing over her lips. "Spent too many years practicing to not be any good. How good are you?" Not disbelieving; more assessing, wondering if he'd be willing to go a round or two. She hasn't had anyone to really push her with these yet, and it could be nice to get some practice in.