Yusuke offered his two friends a sympathetic nod as they described out it felt to be without their choice of weapons, it seemed that they all felt rather similar on the subject. But Haru was right, his own was not a common style of this world and it had taken some time and research for the smith to even decide they could take on such a project. But that said… “I shall have to take you buy the place that I was directed to for my own. I believe they even had some ready-made weaponry as well. Daggers and quite a few other weapons are available to choose from. Perhaps we might be able to fix this little problem of ours easily enough? We only need secure funds for them, I believe.”

Because, of course, everything did come at a price. He was still scraping together a small savings pile aside from what he spent on art supplies to put towards his own once they decided on a final price.

Oh no, that was absolutely delightful, and it gets more surprised laughter out of the teen, a hand wrapped around his sides at the pun returned. “Oh! Haru, thank you. I must say you have a krilliant sense of humor.” He managed to respond between chuckles, rather pleased with this new discovery of his friend. Poor Ren, stuck between two punny dorks on a beach. Yusuke at least did try to keep his eyes on the sand, picking out random sights like shells or the odd bit of beach glass that had washed up. It was rather pleasant, despite the disappointing lack of fins so far.