He nodded, before pulling his 'borrowed' weapons and putting those in the backpack, freeing up the sheaths on him. Which reminded him of something else. "Oh, and a handy haversack with a type 2 bag of holding for the main pouch, if possible."<br/><br/>He paused, before glancing up at her. "And if you can think of anything else that might be extremely useful, magically speaking, please toss it in the pile. No sense missing something just because I didn't think of it."<br/><br/>He headed to the weapon racks, and began examining the weapons, pulling some off the racks and doing balance tests, giving a couple a few swings and runs through a handful of techniques he remembered, and putting most back. He slipped a titanium, what she called adamantine, short sword into the sheathe on his back, rotating the sheath so that the hilt stuck over his left shoulder rather than the right, and added an completely plain looking longsword to his back. The longsword had a couple runes on the hilt, and it throbbed with power in his hand, so he hoped it would be very useful. He snagged a handful of knives, and examined them, before glancing up at the dragoness. "My apologies, I just realize we never got around to introducing ourselves. Technical Sergeant Caiaphas Murphy Kilgore, at your service, ma'am."