"Right." Manabu's mouth twitches, mirroring the sheepish look in his own way. "And if that's true, I hope they're not the sort to hold a grudge."

But it's the weapon of pirates and outlaws, so who even knows! Even so, it's a little something familiar, and Manabu can't help but feel...beholden to it? Or at least responsible for it.

"Still, if it needs finer tuning than what I can figure out...I know at least one person I could go to about it."