Abigail blinked while she watched the armor come to an unplanned halt just in front of her.  "Well, in all honesty, it was technically just a spark."  She took a hold of the sword's handle and pulled it out of the ground.  Then, she moved back until her back came into contact with a wall as the metallic adversary broke the ground around her leg before getting back on her feet.  

She tried to listen, honestly, but she already figured there was some kind of insulator she was going to have to work around awhile ago.  Her head tilted to the side, while something else whispered for her attention.  There was an effort to hold back but she found herself unable to stop refrain from wondering out loud.  "Sorry if this sounds kind of random.  Its just that as an adult talking to a kid I can't help but question if you Aren't even a little worried about your suit's efficiency?  It seems like it doesn't take much before you have to release the steam.  Shouldn't it go awhile before having to do that?"

The electric blade pirate didn't get an answer in words.  She got an answer in action, violent, blood lustful, action.  It came in the form of the armored suit charging at her again.  Strangely enough it wasn't fast enough to close the distance before she could get out of the way. Abigail decided to forgo taking another swing at the Aesir armor and keep herself focused on reaching the opposite end of the room before her opponent charged or fired from that cannon on her arm again.