[ It was remarkably valiant, really, that Hana managed to keep herself from outright rolling her eyes at Keith even with her entirely unhelpful response. Because—she honestly had no clue why he would think she was stalking him. It wasn't her style. Usually it was the other way around, with an overzealous or overexcited fan following her around. And why would she stalk him? She didn't even know him.
And at least he wasn't waving it in her face anymore. At that, her own hand lowered and she folded her arms across her chest as she looked at the blade. ]
That's a sick sword, though. How'd you get it to change like that?
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[ It was remarkably valiant, really, that Hana managed to keep herself from outright rolling her eyes at Keith even with her entirely unhelpful response. Because—she honestly had no clue why he would think she was stalking him. It wasn't her style. Usually it was the other way around, with an overzealous or overexcited fan following her around. And why would she stalk him? She didn't even know him.
Although—the knife-sword-thing seemed pretty cool.
And at least he wasn't waving it in her face anymore. At that, her own hand lowered and she folded her arms across her chest as she looked at the blade. ]
That's a sick sword, though. How'd you get it to change like that?