Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br/>location: DWMA classroom<br/>tagged: Mitsu Fukui, others noted<br/><br/>he was going to make another joke about her partner being defective but seeing the laughing fit his first joke put her into he was affraid she would suffocate. He got to the page about the importance of the bond between weapon and meister and he froze. He hated how everyone made it sound essential to have a partner. For Death's sake he already had 17 souls and he didn't have a partner. On that note he didn't see the big deal about eating souls. Sure they were delicious, but he had never felt any difference in strength after eating them. His thoughts then wandered to whether or not you could add a soul to a meal like tacos. His mind wandered like this for a while until he was totally zoned out until Mitsu spoke to him again, breaking his trance-like state. "It's no problem, people tendt not laugh if there isn't anything to laugh about. In fact, before now I haven't smiled for a long time." he then pulled out an orange from his bag an held it on the desk while he turned his spare arm into the blade of a bastard sword and cut it in half, offing one half to Mitsu. "Orange?"