[ the invitation surprises him enough to actually show on his usually impassive face for a brief moment, evident in the raising of both eyebrows and the slight parting of his lips. all still small movements, but probably all the more noticeable because he's come to a halt close to jake.

it's such a jake thing to suggest and yet he's floored. likely because of the fact jake would even want to after everything. his resolve to stay away just crumbles at that, because ... ]

I want to. [ he misses jake no matter how much he tells himself that he's over him. he still misses his best bro. how can he say no? he can't, he's weak. ] And normally I would argue that my katana isn't shitty, but ...

[ he conjures it from his strife deck and he's left holding a handle with only a little bit of blade left on it; his unbreakable katana broken. ]

It's pretty shitty right now. I can switch to puppetkind though.

[ beating the shit out of a candy house with a puppet could be fun?? some cathartic juju on juju-reminiscent violence or whatever. ]