He knew Alexandrite was going to be hesitant after last time, but Rutile was a lot healthier. With everyone's help, he's diet started getting better, he was active. While he still wasn't in peak condition, he wasn't a walking skeleton anymore.
The nervous energy of powering up was still there though. The paranoia that some General was going to come for him. Now because he had been talking to knights about purifying. What it meant. He was pretty sure he was going to do that. Rutile just needed to know more about it before he did. He wanted to be sure he could leave the Negaverse behind. Shoving all that to the side, the Captain took out his weapon already, the large sewing needle he wielded like a sword. He wasn't going to use it in this fight, just the weight alone let him know he wasn't prepared for it, but it was something to fiddle with.
"I won't be usin' it," he said, looking across the field at Alexandrite. He had a grin on his lips reminiscent of the one he used to wear. Not quite as big. His eyes tinged with nerves.Still, Rutile swung the weapon around a few times, and then threw it down into the dirt. He had to remember, with weapons he would win. Alexandrite was a lieutenant.
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