His pretty face may have gotten him out of a few tough spots, but he's learned a long time ago that it's not gonna keep him alive in situations of real danger. He's trained and practiced for years now, maybe not with these kinds of weapons but still, he's got some fight in him. And he fully plans on applying his skills to these new weapons, especially when they're all he has access to while he's here.

He nods at the instructions. Makes sense, it's logical. Jim thinks to himself he can also use the spear to simply sweep his opponent's legs from under them and bring them down, but he has a feeling Ivar would think that to be too tame. For the purposes of their training session, however, he holds the spear up, arm folded at an angle, then he thrusts forward, trying to remind himself to use the shield for protection while the tip of the spear slides between Ivar's legs.