Raze rolled his eyes as he rose from his seat. "I have yet to choose a weapon fate weaver, but if I must stoop to such lowly levels show me your arms so I can find one that holds the least amount of distain in my eyes." He says in his usual disinterested tone. He then looked over to the goddesses he had sat next to, the goddess of death who introduced herself as Isa and the one who had yet to speak (Machina). "You two have yet to show any grand amounts of arrogance or foolishness, may I request that one of you explain to me these metal arms" He asked sternly, but sincerely.