Squinting at Jaeger’s boring response, Nein seemed to scrutinize the white gunk that clung to his friend’s hair before he nodded several times. “Seems lik-” Perhaps his arms were so soothing that it was hard to focus, but while Jaeger’s mind wandered Nein looked upward at the source of the unmistakeable voice. Indeed it seemed like Schwertleite had awoken, and cracked the branch with her declaration.

Now if he had his normal stats it would have been trivial for him to dodge aside even with Jaeger in his arms. As it was, Nein just sort of stumbled as he tried to move his body in a way that was no longer physically possible for it. Knocked on his ass as Ja was smashed right out of his arms, he winced more in response to the gasp of pain that his friend made. Unsurprisingly though, there wasn’t much of a missed beat in his greeting to Schwertleite. 

Nein was busy brushing himself off so the sis-con could get his moment, and was slightly surprised at how quickly he had been addressed when he looked up. “Hi Schwert~” Smiling slightly at the sight of her perched on top of Ja, who probably didn’t mind, he shrugged in response. “Well the creator’s thought it’d be funny to tempt fate with the name Sword Fart Online, and I guess we’re just the suckers that are paying for it. Open the Options and you’ll see what I mean.” 

At her complaint, he did open up his Status and take a better look at the equipment he had. Unsurprisingly, despite looking remarkably like his actual items, they were nothing but cosmetic in the end. No stats at all, but at least there also wasn’t some duration after which they began running around in underwear. “Hey it’s just cosmetic ok? Looks nice, but worth jack.” With a sigh, he walked over towards the pile of crap that was nearby and grabbed a few things that looked useful. 

“Hey, which one of you wants a bowie knife?” Nein asked as he held the massive knife, still in its sheath, by the handle and waved it slowly. For himself, the net seemed to be in good enough condition that it could entangle someone or something, and a stick was good enough for a club. Rope was always useful and the three of them could probably think of something to do with the fabric. Tossing the knife backwards towards Ja and Schwert, he began to fold the fabric and then tie it up with the rope.