"A Weapon?" He looked down at his arms and torso, which he now noted had a greenish glow. And he did feel a bit strange but unable to see his Weapon form as she did... "But I don't appear to have changed other than glowing."

Now that her soul had connected with his, fragrant smoke began to curl through the filigree cover, shapeless floral scented wisps for now.

"Are you all right, Miss Rosalia?" He had his own problems with endurance and noticed the girl seemed out of breath despite the short distance.