[Jaskier lifts his head at the question, because staring at the drill has, shockingly, given him no indication on what to do with it. The only thing he can imagine is he puts the pointy end in the rock, but that seems... less helpful than a pickaxe, if you ask him.]

Sidearms? Apart from the two I already have?

[Jaskier is extremely out of his element with whatever he is looking at. The outfit, the -- the metal thing, which is moving, which startles him a little. Also, it has a name, which is. Worrying. There's far too much going on here. Staring at rocks was easy.

The bit on the end spins.] Oh. Fuck. That's what that does? [It spins. No wonder it's that shape. Why couldn't they had just said that? But, for the moment, more importantly -- he points to the metal thing picking at the ground.] What is that? It's... moving metal? Some sort of golem, perhaps? Why, I didn't even know golems existed.