As the gunblade was extended to him, Hope almost opened his mouth again to ask, 'Why?' One glance up at Squall's face made him snap it shut. The Commander certainly didn't look like the type that enjoyed useless questions. Instead, Hope just pulled the cloth on his wrist higher, over his brand (force of habit) and reached out, wrapping his fingers around the handle. His hand was smaller than Squall's, and he used a second fist to balance the grip. Even though Squall was still holding on to one end, Hope could feel the weight in the weapon.
"I'm...a little more used to boomerangs," he murmured. Was this some sort of test? He raised his head to the Commander.
HAPPY SMILE ON HER FACE
As the gunblade was extended to him, Hope almost opened his mouth again to ask, 'Why?' One glance up at Squall's face made him snap it shut. The Commander certainly didn't look like the type that enjoyed useless questions. Instead, Hope just pulled the cloth on his wrist higher, over his brand (force of habit) and reached out, wrapping his fingers around the handle. His hand was smaller than Squall's, and he used a second fist to balance the grip. Even though Squall was still holding on to one end, Hope could feel the weight in the weapon.
"I'm...a little more used to boomerangs," he murmured. Was this some sort of test? He raised his head to the Commander.