[he has to choke back a smirk at how close he is to one-hit ko'ing him. he can't possibly know what's running through Alex's head, but if he's this tilted over it, well.

yeah, it's probably girl troubles? or something like that.

he's not judging.]

Huh? I'm not buying this for you.

[he rattles the metal o-rings and bolts in his hand, cocky as ever in his endeavors.]

This one's for me. You're gonna practice on the real deal. Mine.

[Sun can put together a staff easily enough, but he is going to need a toolkit. or at least, some tinkerer's tools. oh, there. Alex can pull his weight in that regard. besides, if he does end up with this staff, he should learn how to enhance it and take care of it. make it better as he gets better. it's the Huntsman way.]

Buuuut. If you wanna help out, you can buy a screwdriver. And maybe a wrench. You good for that?