Looking bewildered, Hope continued to look back between Squall and Quistis. Was that a pass? He just had to hold up a weapon? They were smiling, at least - a marked difference from the I'm About To Squash You Under My Heel Cadet look from a second ago. The boy looked down at the Lionheart, testing it with a small, tiny swing. It was still leaps and bounds away from handling it as well as Squall and Lightning did, but the fact that it was a weapon just like theirs still made a small, modest smile bloom on his face. "Light has one of these two. I've never picked hers up before, though."

He turned to look at Quistis. "I never used my weapon much to begin with. Mostly, I used magic, but I didn't know the spell you used back there. It was really cool."