It sure appeared to be stone.  Now, Florian may not be the most foremost expert of stones within this hall - that would be "Gentleman" Jim Cummings, Hero Geologist, who only really brought geology into the arena by beating people half to death with a basalt pillar.  No, even beyond being outclassed like that, perhaps he had simply not walked outside, touched his feet to grass enough to identify the difference between a stone and a bomb.

That is, of course, unless it was a stone AND a bomb.  But that's just stupid.

Yazhu was confused at first, thinking that she was being brusquely ignored in disbelief - she had a firm reason to believe that people should be familiar with explosives in the ring, as why wouldn't you bring them if you had the opportunity, but here Florian had just up and played it as a rock and an inconvenience.  Does he take her as some kind of...sneaky knave?!

Then she was shown a cool robo-glove thing and she forgot her indignation.

[b]"Ooooooh."[/b]

It was perfectly suited for making the average resident of Tang-era China gawk in awe.  I mean, who among their number had ki-powering jewelry?  At most it was 1% of the population, surely.  Yazhu actually reacted to this sight with tacticle intrigue, rubbing her sleeves all over the polished golden surface of his hand.

[b]"If I had this kinda thing back when I was a kid, I would've saved [i]soooooo[/i] much time!"[/b]  Think about how many hours of quiet contemplation and kneeling and not eating it could've skipped over!  [b]"Man, to think that you invented this kind of brand new, amazing...doohickey, it's--"[/b]

Something about the word 'doohickey' reminded her of a magical that she was quite fond of.  She looked down to the ground, and then, finding nothing, turned her head about with a preeminate sense of complete panic.  That Dao Bomb of hers was already rolling across the carpet, cursed with movement by the incompetent architects of this building who failed to correct the slight grade!

The end result was that it was mere seconds away from rolling into the heels of a well-dressed elderly gentleman...who was "Gentleman" Jim Cummings, Hero Geologist himself!

[b]"Oh heck."[/b]

Yazhu sprinted away from Florian's side, diving to the carpet and sticking out her foot like a couched lance in a charge - it came into contact, did not explode, and she kicked it up with as much force as she had!

The Dao Bomb flew across the room, narrowly missing the ceiling with its high arc (and travelling surprisingly far for a stone orb), but ultimately arcing towards...SOME GUY ON A COUCH?!

Yazhu gave him ample warning with a shout of [b]"HEYMISTERTHATTHINGISABOMBTHATWILLEXPLODEIFITTOUCHESYOU!"[/b]