And if the sword is just a metaphor? [her look turns almost devious, daunting though she knows the task ahead of her may be.]

I may not be the most skilled marksman of my time quite yet—hm. I guess I am, actually. But that's not the point. I'm sure this space station must have if not more advanced technology then at least equivalent technology to that of the Yeerks. If we both train in it enough, perhaps when the time comes to return home, the fight would not seem so hopeless.