That I can do. [But first... He's gonna peer through that darkness to see what his tiefling eyes see, which is not a whole goddamn lot.] Fuck. I can't tell if it's anything worthwhile or not. This could be a waste of time or it could be a delightful surprise, which is about all anything in life is, really.

[He steps back, and places a hand over the long scar on his chest that his open shirt doesn't cover.] All right. I'm gonna get a little weird.

[And he just pulls a fucking quarterstaff out of his chest in flash of light and blood red sparkles. It was extremely anime. Molly is not impressed by the fact that he did it at all, which is saying a lot considering it's maybe the second time he's done it ever.]