[ There's a pinch to his mouth, a frown with his disappointment, because of course it's gotta be in the body. He's willing to let it go, to continue, and doesn't think much else until the weapon comes out.

Right in the man's hand.

That releases Gorgug's frown, and there's a return of interest as he looks at it. Not deeply, though his staring gaze could be taken for such. (Wow, cool blade.)

But Gorgug looks at Verso, pointing at the weapon. ]

I'm gonna make something like that too. I've been looking into it. [ And there's a tone in that, a conviction--a spark of excitement that hasn't been there until now. Tinkering. ] I can make the space, but I've gotta make the trick to bring them out.

[ In a way that's functional and convenient...!!! ]