[Magnet manages a few good chin-licks before being let down, and that seems to satisfy the omen for a little while; he may even behave and not make a racket. for a little while.

good enough for Manabu, who nods and looks over to the dummy he's been thrashing at. there's plenty of scattershot swipes here and there, but he's starting to get some substantial divots in there from bettering his ability to strike similar spots multiple times.]

Yeah...it's, it's weird. Diluc had me practicing with normal-looking swords for a bit, but the weight's all different. [he lifts the saber, resting the shaft in one palm, nodding to the muzzle at the end.] I don't think this thing is balanced for long term hacking and slashing as much as...a few precision jabs and some gunshots.

Don't really know how they did it, fighting with these things...