[That little bit of romantic whimsy earns a little laugh, and if his cheeks weren't still tinted pink from before...
He does stop his ticket quest at the mention of how long the double saber is, though, pausing to stare over at Crow.]
Holy... you serious? ...You still haven't shown me that thing, by the way.
[Okay, ticket in the machine! Some whirring, aaaaand... thunk.
When Rean opens the mailbox door, there's the handle of a sword facing out towards him. Carefully, he removes the blade and its sheath from the mailbox (how did it even fit all of this?), holding it gingerly to examine it. He doesn't remove it from the sheath all the way, just enough to examine a bit of the blade, but there are clearly stars in his eyes even from this much.]
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He does stop his ticket quest at the mention of how long the double saber is, though, pausing to stare over at Crow.]
Holy... you serious? ...You still haven't shown me that thing, by the way.
[Okay, ticket in the machine! Some whirring, aaaaand... thunk.
When Rean opens the mailbox door, there's the handle of a sword facing out towards him. Carefully, he removes the blade and its sheath from the mailbox (how did it even fit all of this?), holding it gingerly to examine it. He doesn't remove it from the sheath all the way, just enough to examine a bit of the blade, but there are clearly stars in his eyes even from this much.]
...Woah. This thing is beautiful...