[/pulls out your kusanagi from behind you and examines it curiously] "Sasuke Uchiha, this is a nice sword. Do consider it to be one of your most capable weapons?"
Quickly he takes back his sword, angered by her abrupt actions. This girl was irritating him.
“Don’t touch what’s not yours, girl.”
“It’s my weapon. How would you like it if I grabbed something that belonged to you?” He was tempted to make a point, but he kept his hands to himself. Not wanting to reduce to such a childish manner.
“You’re right, I apologize. I should have asked first,” Homura admitted, understanding that her actions were a little on the impolite side. She had grown so used to setting herself aside from the company of others in favor of her motives that sometimes she forgot the importance of manners.
“I have plenty of weapons, Uchiha-san, and they are all very replaceable,” the time traveling girl explained calmly. “Would you like to see my arsenal some time?”
None of the weapons she stole went with her on her travels these days unless she found them to be extremely useful. If one suddenly disappeared, she didn’t think she would miss it.
