Firo finds it somewhat flattering, actually, that Hector would think to apologize for that. But more weird; Firo's used to people not worrying about offending him, and he wasn't even bothered by the look. Swords being more interesting than apologies, Firo decides he'll just have to tell Hector to lighten up later.

Firo won't say it, but he can't imagine having to lug around a sword much bigger or heavier than the one he's holding right now. His raised eyebrows and incredulous look down at the sword in his hand probably say it all, though. He's stronger than his size and looks would suggest, but he's used to being quick and maneuverable, not weighted down.

He shakes his head and looks from the sword to Hector. "Then why's anybody use 'em? For flash?"