Kryschenn paused to consider Celeste's question for a moment. "Nae, lassie, tha' laddie were..." she stopped, shaking her head violently, hoping she could rattle the loose marbles in her brain around and maybe stop speaking with that blasted accent. "No, I don't know," she tried again. "In fact, I'm still not quite sure what his weapon was. I mean, he had this metal fan, when we were fighting the demon last night- you missed that. Loads of fun. Anyway, I didn't see him use the fan for anything, just stood there like this demon attack was the funniest thing he'd ever seen. Didn't even try to help us at all." She huffed derisively. "I wonder what Bubbles ever saw in that guy. (( )) To be honest, I really haven't got a feel for a lot of our companions and their powers. We split up pretty early and I've been kind of...occupied. I really can't say," she finished lamely. "Why do you ask?"
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)) To be honest, I really haven't got a feel for a lot of our companions and their powers. We split up pretty early and I've been kind of...occupied. I really can't say," she finished lamely. "Why do you ask?"