[Ferran's a teenager, so he really couldn't care less about whether Hibiki is wearing a tie. His focus is instead on creating a copy of the sword he's been given, and it appears in another flash of light in his right hand.]
I hope so.
[If both of them break, all he'll be able to make is some broken pieces, so he drops one of them a few feet away for now. He's actually kind of glad what they've been given is so simple... as much as he can be about being stuck in a featureless room.
He considers the gap and the swords for a few moments, angling the "blade" to wedge it inside. That's step one, at least. But...]
Do you think you could give me a hand? I don't have a lot of strength in my arm.
[He thought he'd gotten used to it, but that was when he could transform and suddenly have superhuman abilities. Add it to the list of things he'll have to adjust to...]
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I hope so.
[If both of them break, all he'll be able to make is some broken pieces, so he drops one of them a few feet away for now. He's actually kind of glad what they've been given is so simple... as much as he can be about being stuck in a featureless room.
He considers the gap and the swords for a few moments, angling the "blade" to wedge it inside. That's step one, at least. But...]
Do you think you could give me a hand? I don't have a lot of strength in my arm.
[He thought he'd gotten used to it, but that was when he could transform and suddenly have superhuman abilities. Add it to the list of things he'll have to adjust to...]