“I've never worked with tech like this.” Astrid allowed her gawking to turn from Steve to the gadgets he revealed. “My knowledge of technology doesn't much surpass my music software. I can't even hack my own e-mail.... I forgot the password.” She gave a sheepish smile, not daring to touch the equipment. She didn't want to fiddle with one and set off a laser and take one of their eyes out. “I don't actually need any offensive weapons...” She turned her body, catching sight of body shaped targets. Her hand moved to the side of her head as though she were readying herself to throw something. Her hand was only empty for a moment before light of gold and blue seemed to collect within her grasp, forming a knife. She hurled it with ease, pegging the paper target in the "head". She smiled a little wider as the knife disappeared, leaving only the hole. “And no smoking gun.”