[They'll broach that subject one day. Bringing up old abilities threatens to dredge up a whole host of entangled tales that come part and parcel with them; he thinks maybe now is not a good time to expound upon the whole "who I used to be" deal.

But where glass cannons are concerned, he feels you, buddy. For as bold V is in the middle of battle, he still has to remain at a distance. And when a demon does manage to get a hit in? Boy, he sure goes flying.]

You can say what you're thinking. You believe a stiff wind would bowl me over.

[But he's grinning, delighted by his new weapon, so it's clear he's not offended.]

...You're right, though. This is more practical for someone like myself. I'm indebted to you for this.