Chakotay's lips twist upwards in amusement at her words. "Were we on the Enterprise with their Klingon Chief of Security, he would have considered you more than worthy of helping just by looking at you." Tuvok is, admittedly, serious in a different way from Worf, but Chakotay has no doubts that Worf would have appreciated her warrior background. He likely would have challenged her to fights many times. "We might favor phasers as Starfleet officers, but many of us know how to use other weapons." Ones like knives, guns, bat'leths, or other Klingon weapons.

While Hadand is busy examining the holo-emitters, Chakotay addresses the computer. He's already got an idea of what to show her. After her words about knives and weapons, he thinks he can show her a few she might find interesting. "Computer. One Klingon--" He glances at Hadand to see her reaction. "--and two bat'leths." Within seconds, one Klingon appears holding a bat'leth. The Klingon doesn't move for the moment, which is nice, but that won't last. The other bat'leth appears in Chakotay's hands and he offers it to Hadand, showing her how to hold it.

"I don't like to fight unless I have to, I usually spend a lot of my free time in meditation, but I might be able to practice," Chakotay says with a smile. "You could come in here to practice alone, if you'd rather. We'll have to assign you a time to use the holodecks, but it could work."

Part of him fully expects her to ask why a pacifist would be on a military ship and also why one would know how to properly hold a weapon like a bat'leth. If she does, he'll answer. Now that she's a member of their crew and on her way to Earth with them, he doesn't have to worry about bending the Prime Directive around her. She'll hear enough stories from the rest of the crew, especially the Maquis members if she's astute enough to pick up on their conversations.