[I can’t believe CWS is a gamer on the wooden Switch.

Anyway, all he gets for his trouble is the colorful strap whipping around and hitting things, and after a bewildered moment (who knows how a sword can be bewildered but it’s in the vibes), a sharp:]

Hey.

[After that, a sort of irritated sigh that seems to be trying to resettle itself even if he’s still shaking it around.]

... I know you’ve forgotten how to treat a sword, but people wouldn’t even treat a rock this way...

[They have to address one thing at a time here, probably.]