Opal smiles at the sword, her tail wagging to show she is happy. "That's a great weapon, sir." She says. She picks her weapon off of her lap, and sets it on the table. "My weapon is just a rifle with a blade that can change positions. I made it just so I can get into the military. Nothing special." She pulls the blade up, so it's pointed upright, making the weapon look like a battering ram. She then pulls it back down, so its back in it's 'safe' position, then along so it is like a sword, the rifle itself being the handle. Once done, she puts it back into it's safe position. "I hope to improve it sometime, sir. It's been a great weapon to use so far." Throughout the demonstration, her eyes kept on flickering at Bronze. That stare was creeping her out a little, but most importantly, she had who she thinks as a VIP in front of her.