As he almost threw fumbled her, she was honestly impressed. The last two to try and wield her couldn't even begin to manage her soul, it was shaky but he was able to maintain her without feedback. Internally she smiled, perhaps he was actually a decent fellow after all. BUT THEN....HE OPENED HIS MOUTH. As each statement left him, it was ass if they turned into daggers stabbing her pride as both a weapon and a girl all in one pass! 

The top of the staff bent as if rubber! It smacks him with its broadside. 
[b]"Wow so the moment you get me in your grasp those people skills die!?"[/b]

She mentally took it all back! No wonder he's solo! 

[b]"So I was just starting to like you, but then...You compared me to a broom. It takes a lot to hurt my feelings, but wow you managed to stab me in the heart. Then you inform me that I am heavy? I....I just...I am not..."[/b]

Zubuzi struggles to find the right word for it. Her sigh signals her defeat as she can not fathom how she ever had the idea that this fellow was smooth.

[b]"When you say staff practice....You mean twirling a broom while you did chores don't you?"[/b]

Zubuzi though a weapon had a tone that made it obvious that her face was worried.