Sam allows himself to lean a bit more than needed at the shove, grinning at the look Asher had on his face. Words of advice - he really hopes it isn't going to be like the Harrowing room orgy idea. Course what he actually says is... interesting. He doesn't have that kind of experience so he doesn't know things like that. "Alright. Big rough soldier, square jaw, hatchet faced, and beard. So no chances for me." He's grinning as he says that since he doesn't quite make that description. Course it doesn't seem like it's an issue - he's not hearing complaints so far.

"Ah... well from how I understood it she uses it like a sword, it has to be in her hand. I could be wrong though..." After all he had made a sword hilt for her spirit blade. He'd have to find that out. "Yeah, that's what I've been considering as I practice with it. There is only the weight from the hilt so I'm learning to adjust to that. Stances though... I can cast spells through it, but I'll be fighting in melee rather than range which changes how I fight." It isn't a huge stretch since he's been learning to fight unarmed and with one-handed swords and the like, but a greatsword was different.