Funny, I’m in the same mood. You might call it fate. [His mouth grins cheerily, but everything nose-up expresses that same pent-up paralyzing frustration. He gets it, Guts. That’s why he’s been in here destroying inanimate shit for hours.]

I could use a partner. I figured out all the droid patterns and now it’s just like being on an assembly line more’n anything. You use a sword, right?