[Like a dog sniffing out scraps, the scabbard that up to now blended into Ryu's leg jumps out to Finn almost immediately. He's staring at it with an almost unnerving fixation, seemingly barely listening to Ryunosuke at all.]
Uh huh. Super cold. [He agrees, incorrectly.] What's that?
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Uh huh. Super cold. [He agrees, incorrectly.] What's that?